Funny, how when one looks back at his own lost love. reflecting that the one loved gave
untold stories. eons ago. the unfaithful. those who broke hearts.
her relationship with common man was simpatico; resting together like butterflies upon flowers in a
Livin’ in Spain a lot (drinking ‘shots’ while humming my old tune…) withering away in winogaritaville man it’s
Lost love letting go this you will know another time another place that used to be you another face you are a
Bring it on musical pandemonium drunken squalor dreaming screaming kicking holler time upon tomorrow’s