A friend told me today that by the time he's done with work and goes home and spends time catching up with everything that needs to be read and seen its 3 am. I'm glad I'm not alone. Some days are good and some not so but every night is full of dreams.
Its never too late to turn back
Or too late to flee the scene
For want of a horse,
the kingdom was lost
For the absence of trust
a good man went to war
Everybody's culpable
Everybody run
I'm not going to sleep tonight
Must remember to check the score
I'm not going to read tonight
Must remember to tend the sore
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