09-18-2020, 11:39 AM
WHAT CAN I DO? THE RIVER'S OVERRUN, WE'RE SWIMMING IN THE FLOOD, YOU KNOW.
I THOUGHT I FELT YOUR TOUCH, BUT THE WATER'S RISING UP, NOW ALL MY LOVER'S RAISE THEIR CUPS.
OH, WHAT CAN I DO? THE RIVER'S OVERRUN, WE'RE SWIMMING IN THE FLOOD, YOU KNOW.
I THOUGHT I FELT YOUR TOUCH, BUT THE WATER'S RISING UP, NOW ALL MY LOVER'S RAISE THEIR CUPS.
NOTHING'S EVER LOST FOREVER, IT'S JUST HIDING IN THE RECESS OF YOUR MIND AND WHEN YOU NEED IT, IT WILL COME TO YOU AT NIGHT. I MISS THE YELLOW. I MISS THE YELLING AND THE SHAKEDOWN. I'M NOT COMPLAINING, NO, I GOT A BETTER SET OF KNIVES NOW. I MISS MY DRUMMER, MY DEAD STEPBROTHER, AND THE PIT CROWD. AND CHUCK AND MATTY - IF THEY COULD SEE ME THEY'D BE SO PROUD.