The Big Roar

Here we are bending feet In the dark before dreamless sleep Cloaks that spot, that shiver, that breeze Throws you in the dark Happiness it won't last long And this child behind stores it all The failed man's curse and the cost Of noncholance Thank yo

Call in the social Call in the mediation How else can a shadow Behind her not follow Call on the lonely A plea for you to befriend her Makes only you feel better Make only you Nothing outside will care enough Nothing outside of you This trail that yo