Perhaps you wonder how I am.
I�m not.
There was a time, a few years ago
When hope seemed distant
And I wondered
Would things ever get better.
Then there was the miraculous cure
And the move
With the beautiful grandchildren in the
New house that belonged just to me
And there was Bastardo.
He who was born of my every soul�s longing.
And now
Well, it�s not that I�ve stopped trying.
I�ve just stopped.
Wishing each morning
My soul had taken flight.
Dreams only come true in dreams
So that�s where I want to stay
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