Yep, everything is fading.
Slicing a man in two equal parts used to be my favorited times. Ever.
But walking into the desert, watching the stars and hearing craks noises of rusted/exploded cars is much more fun, tho.
Wait, apparently, it was radio songs, and not cracks noises ...
Ah ah, country music.
('laughting about country music, it's fits perfectly in that context.)