This Lullaby Is Only A Few Words,

I Didn't Trot My Pain Out To Show Around. I Kept It Better Hidden Than Anyone. I Did.

It's All In The View. That's What I Mean About Forever, Too. For Any One Of Us Our Forever Could End In An Hour, Or A Hundred Years From Now. You Never Know For Sure, So You'd Better Make Every Second Count.

I Didn't Want To Talk About What Happened, So It Seemed Safest Not To Talk At All.

Say What You Will, But You’re Never Prepared For The Surprise Attack.

Call It Chicken Salad