swinging around I sit on my porch and I wait Accepting my imminent fate The same end as all those who I call friends (Thanks to Madame Beak for these
all have our choice of passing the time There's nothing wrong with an escape, just as long as you still know you're awake Embrace your existence (Thanks to Madame Beak
to tail, they're marching toward the sun Their journey still has many many weeks, but they must keep the vow that they have made to Madame Beak They
are swinging around I sit on my porch and I wait Accepting my imminent fate The same end as all those who I call friends (Thanks to Madame Beak for these
