A Homeless Man on 14th and 1st told me,"Aw, come on now; things can't be that bad. I can Feel Ya." Ha Ha Ha!!!

Brightly lit skies,
In an iceberg that's,
ready to melt,
chimes of the century,
means lost children,
with hearts ready to stop,
hearts ready to stop,
bland fellows ,
amongst the bar,
night falls without a sound,
get some peace for your soul,
get some peace for your soul.