Deep in earth my love is lying,
And I must weep alone.
I wish I could tell the girl that I still love, that I’m still in love with her. But I know she’s forgotten me by now.
Oh God oh God I needed you. God all this time I needed you.
Everyone thinks I’m just a drunk, but I’m just lost between trying to find my way in the truth between science and religion. So yes. I drink because I’m lost.
I miss my bro. I know no one here knows me, but I miss the fellow. He got me through the most psychologically difficult periods of my life. He’s not the most emotionally attached feller, but I’d just like to voice my feelings about his tremendous amount of pragmatic reasoning. Thanks bro. Hope you are doing great in Minnesota.