We are locked out and want in and want out when locked in until we decide that we really can't win and it's sooner or later but how soon is soon when later is later and under the moon and that is too soon or maybe just the length of a piece of coiled string and it's the string that could be the thing to tie the knots that stop the not's and let in the ayes and if bygone's were really gone by we could really tie one on as they say in the U S of A.
I'm just rambling through, take no notice of me
if I find I'm locked in I have a skeleton key but the doctor tells me that this can be cured.
In or out with no shadow of a doubt we are one or the other wanting one or another and why bother at least we're somewhere.