Mar 23, 2014 1:19am – James H. Webb*

The distance for survival
The difference of regret
The time it takes for both of us
To **** ourselves to death

The hollowness of modern times
The thighs of modern girls
The palpitations in my heart
So glad you’re in this world

The minute of prevention
The sorrow of the heart
The ticker tape of ancient times
The place the endings start

The solitude unfolding
The mystery put to rest
I think I understand it now
Why you never did your best

The shadow of refusal
Reverberates and parts
And bless its little crowning head
And bless its open heart

‘Cause through its doors I *** to rest
A gallant knight in arms
Who quickly used up all your looks
While you used up all his charms

A bridal path now broken down
A memory now erased
The tidal wave of valiant love
So brutally disgraced

There's no need to continue
But still I’ll carry on
An insult in my every breath
And a bruise in every song