We were inseparable, two peas in a pod,
We shared life and liberty, and our mutual faith...

It has come full-circle,
We made it around an entire cycle...

You are a leaf on the wind,
Floating and flying, never touching down again...

I smell oranges, ginger, and cinnamon,
Resting on an evergreen branch, revisiting...

Erode away the soil, let the nutrients become...
Make the meat putrid, and all the livestock...

Sultry summer air,
The sun is a supernova blare...

It's a constant barrage,
It's our life flashing by, in some sick, twisted...

Gob Callo,
He was a hero in my (pretend) mind...

Gob Callo...I hear Bowie,
When I listen to your spew...

What can you say about a man of his stature?
I real stand-up fellow, a real dog-catcher...

Into the courtyard, to the site,
Wondrous pleasure, and an honor to be here...

How can I let go? What are you trying to say?
It's not as simple as that...I feel so betrayed...