Wow! Twenty-one!
I’m in a place today where I can post lyrics to this song without (probably) crying — shout-out to those intimate enough to grok that, and a louder one to those who know why — so I should take the chance.
The End
What were all those dreams we shared
Those many years ago?
What were all those plans we made
Now left beside the road?
Behind us in the road?More than friends, I always pledged
‘Cause friends they come and go
People change, as does everything
I wanted to grow old
Just want to grow oldSlide on next to me!
I’m just a human being
I will take the blame,
But just the same
This is not me
You see
Believe
I’m better than thisDon’t leave me so cold!
Or buried beneath the stones!
I just want to hold on
And know I’m worth your love
Enough
I don’t think
There’s such a thingIt’s my fault, now I’ve been caught
A sickness in my bones
How it pains to leave you here
With the kids on your own
Just don’t let me go!Help me see myself
‘Cause I can no longer tell
Looking out from the inside of
The bottom of a well
I yell –
It’s hell –
But no one hearsBefore I disappear
Whisper in my ear
Give me something to echo
In my unknown future’s earMy dear –
The End –
Comes near –
I’m here –
But not much longer
[Fuck. Ed, you bastard. So close to making it without tears. And you ended an album with this.]
In the immortal words of Johnson, “I remain, &c.“,
[No, really, Johnson would literally write "I remain, &c.."]
















Well, messed that one up for email subscribers. Sorry about that, for the literal “ⅩⅩⅠ” in the email title. I guess all my tap-dancing with the Roman Numeral codes is necessary after all.