If I ever elected to be selected rejected then detected as a phoney,fake I don't recall that was before I took the fall did the bird before a word of mine was spoken out.
Around about two thousand and eight or was it nine? the time is no great matter the former or the latter it's no great shakes but is it the time I made the breaks in continuity the absurdity and futility of this life I was living and for this I'm giving credit where it's due and you people know just who you are and what you did what you achieved against all the odds for you it was not a numbers game but a human life that was in the frame and you're named just right.
I wonder what St Barnabas might have to say about the way you encouraged me and would he nod his head and see just what you did? You got rid of the one that had hung on so long and you opened up my eyes to the future and what it could mean and I thought I'd seen nearly everything just about most things that a lifetime could bring how wrong was I? Why, you showed me another route and with a 'whistle and flute' sent me headlong knowing what's right and what's wrong and with a song in heart you gave me the start to begin.
And I realise that the truth always lies somewhere within the within but it's how to begin and what method to choose or what direction to take. Did St Barnabas really take time out to worry about me? I think you can see that he did.
In the house on Greek Street I think I could say that I met the real me and get this, I meet a lot but not what the house of St Barnabas got and that's what did it for me. Encouragement see feeds the lost and the lonely if only there was more than just one But St Barnabas goes on and it goes on in the makings of men who when they think all is lost and think the end is quite near there's a Saint near here who will help.