"well, what can i say sweater boy, you and i mix as well as those damn paints on my brushes and the colors in those sunsets you love so much."

dan: i don't think we were meant to create a melody. phil: no, we weren't. we were born to make a symphony. or in which phil lester tries to get piano lessons from a brown-haired boy, but he ends up loving the teacher more than the music. © hvrcrux 2017