One Must Not Speak Of

You Know, Sarcasm Is The Lowest Form Of Wit.' 'and Yet It Is Still Extremely Funny.

Always A Chancer, Always Lucky, He'd Fall Into A River And Come Out Dry, With Fish In His Pockets.

Anyway, It Doesn't Matter How Much, How Often, Or How Closely You Keep An Eye On Things Because You Can't Control It. Sometimes Things And People Just Go. Just Like That.

When You're On Your Own, You Look For Signs. Sometimes You Make Them Up, Sometimes They're Actually There, But Most Of The Time You Can't Tell The Difference From The Two.

I Just Need To Do Something New.... I've Got The Big Remote Control Of Life In My Hands, And I'm Ready To Start Pushing Some Buttons.