Its been said that in the end days
Men and women would still be celebrating and being given in marriage
If ours was the time at hand would you recall my trepedation
When we stood in the halls of death togather?
Where is my shotglass?I have a bad time with details
There is a man standing outside my door with a shotgun in his pocket
It leaves a mysterious bulge
I heard a funny joke today
But I didnt get it till later
Then I cried
Do you love what passes andf then is reborn?
For in a milisecond your world can change for better or worse
The wind howls outside my window and I still cant drink this Jim Beam with no chaser
I am on a great adventure in this life-dont join me-for that which I find beautifull is ugly to most