Where they may, where they may, where they, they are falling. I remember I am remembering I am remembering myself remembered. I am remembering how much has been lost. I am remembering she who strode knee-high in the silk dress. I am remembering her convictions. I am remembering her belting out on the streets of Georgetown. I am remembering what the Torture Machine has sucked from the soul. Come what may may come, what is certain is that you need a break. You need to find your stride again. If you read it back it's all there. I'm not a fucking bunny.
