A trippy hipster,

in another time,

sang that Love is All Around -

which sounded

pretty ridiculous

to a kid who shilled for the house.



I ll tell you a secret

but keep it under your hat:

Two s a crowd when you re

born to slip through the cracks.



The first decades of life

rained on my hide

and cured me from lies.

Then, ever after,

spoke through my caster

and pushed misfortune aside.



I ll tell you a secret

but keep it under your hat:

It ain t worth facin a day

when you re livin like that.



I ll tell you a secret

but keep it under your hat:

There ain t no future

in wrestling with your past.


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