Dust the age off your good cheer
I'll fix you up another crafted beer
We can pretend time flies
Off with our luggage
While we forget to care
Pull up a folding chair and sit down
And tell me of our hopes that didn't drown
My, my the oceans were rough
Since back before a hope was enough
I'm glad we've got a few to hang around
Tuesday, February 12, 2013
Counselling is a Lie
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