You can’t take a man away from his children

A lot of nothing over and over and over

Swinging alone on the wings of a song, while I lie insecure, self righteous and sure

Doth the working man suffer

What happens now

the factories are hiring

Widows walk

Organized crime

Georgia’s Stalin has fallen.

Your age will most probably carry away the letters enveloped in carrion. Vague unpleasantries of the war