Nine months ago there were five of you in here. And we sucked, I mean we really sucked. Bad. One day, all of you are gonna be gone, and all of this - all of us, will be nothing but a hazy memory. It will take you a second to remember everyone’s name, someone will have to remind you of the songs we sung, the solos you got or didn’t get. Life only really has one beginning and one end, and the rest is just a whole lot of middle.