secret house against the world
One year fast forward and slow down to one month and one week. Quick blink and I'm back to standing alone, no need for the phone or a lighter. I've never been a big fighter, but please, old friend of mine, take a swing, I beg of you. Nothing more to say now, the violence seems fitting. Good bye Kelowna, I don't want to walk your streets any longer. I don't have the strength to throw fists for spite. I do bite my thumb sir, this isn't a friendly suggestion. Moments with you were certainly the most self realizing and genuine as you say it. so please never think I thought less of it. Farewell childhood, innocence and purity. I've gone too far to stay still now...