...to Bury the Ugly
Some more than others o.k. and we, care, never free
Never see signed guiding us clear
So embrace hindsight beautiful and smile.
And I don't what years to persuade my path.
Please don't let years take hold of your path.
I know it's easy to let imposed myth dissuade your heart.
I know it's easy.
Hopeful spoon come in clutch,
Allow us, lead us.
Bottoms up on rooftops. good friend, please
Please, friend, please.
I hope you never grow up. I hope your fist is forever raised to life.
I will keep my fist raised to life and take heart good friends.
You are understood.