I received news today that really really ***** although not totally unexpected I know circumstances beyond our control is what we say isn't that what we always say when we don't know
the end has come and the end has gone and I sit her now searching for the truth I mean a much deeper truth about you about me should I be in search of a confessional booth
where I had settled into a way of acceptance a spark emerged that breathed in new life dancing had once again become real super cool but part of the chorus removed with a carving knife
now the damage has been limited in part and disaster control has taken an interest the team will regroup and come here often even though that might not really be the best
my mind will wander from time to time past old McDill for the upteenth reoccurance the object may one day be spotted found again but I may have to accept total disappearance
on to other projects I hope to fill me up old baseball gloves and even some hockey pucks but looks like another stretched and sprained ligament dam all I can say is boy Bad News *****