has november made you lose your mind colic babies a home and a wife setting off without so much as a plan with no wish to be an ex family man of course it s through you d sooner leave than not be you as the sun gave the west to the night heavy chested confused as to why the coldest sweat and a burden to breathe it s then you knew it was just what you need it s high time too you d sooner leave than not be you what in the world could take this long the deeper the sigh the sweeter song however long you toed that line it s good to see you doing fine lighting fire to fields from the ground anew the start wasn t real but the end was true it s good to hear you finally sigh a novice whines a coward bawls he would love to weep if he could at all lighting fire to fields from the ground anew the start wasn t real but the end was true