I am happy now
but I miss where I used to be
You and the Germans, you have your super soldiers. Your secret weapons. But we Russians, we have nothing but our winter.
You gave me this mission. This is how it ends.
I come from Earth, a planet of outlaws. My name is Peter Quill. There’s one other name you may know me by.
ghosts and clouds and nameless things.
squint your eyes and hope real hard,
maybe sprout wings [x]