I'm in for the penny
I'm in for the pound
man oh man, here I am
so holding my ground

I don't care if I don't belong
yet all will hear my lamenting songs
my own dark choir I created
will stay with me till my end

Some pennies are made of pure silver
and they shine among the stars
making dreams for you
and pennies for your thoughts


By Christos Andreas Kourtis aka NeonSolaris