I don't know where the noise ends and where silence begins

Time Is Never Time At All

I saw a beggar
leaning on his wooden crutch
He said to me, "You must not ask for so much"

And a pretty woman
leaning in her darkened door
She cried to me, "Hey, why not ask for more?"

don't let the grass
grow over your feet

Studio 202
TAKEOVER
Future Intel

Ryposte