What Would the Community Think

If time had a place And space for your past Like a little novel You wanted to read again and again Would I be in your novel? Would I begin and end in it? If I had a place And space for your little boy eyes Could you really believe? I certainly dare y

Thinks of money all the time Doing it to annoy her She's on his conscience day and night So he acts like her employer They all come and peep through a hole in the wall Keep the bastards guessing He likes to take the long way home It's another fine de

In this hole that we have fixed We get further and further and further From the world We must do I saw you asleep beside a wall Your skull inside a ball Your eyes blackened by The sound and the thought of God Where should I hang my head? Where would