A foreword
Going forward
Telling me to pick up my soul
To pick up my soles
Hey heyday
Where'd you go away?
One day I looked up to see
I wasn't what I used to be
Time goes by in the blink of an eye
You know it well and so do I
But so sudden, so soon, it all seemed
I'm not to hold to such a dream
But the ending so endorsed
I'm not made to take that course
I have to create something new
I know it well and so do you
I have to throw my old self out
Throw up and scream and shout
I have to break a leg
And open up that waiting egg
It never sat quite right with you
But sitting still, I'd rather slew
Wise or not it will be mine
I cannot keep doing time
No more black ice
No more sugared spice
No more mud pies
No more white lies
No more
No
