Saturday, August 06, 2011

Some things just aren't worth dying for.

It may be a lyric I wrote years ago and the context may be different.

That doesn't make it any less appropriate, now.


"I've heard the talk up and down the street,
you've let somebody take the place of me . . .
There may have been writing on the wall,
but I was too damn busy to read it all."

Forgive and Forget, c. James A. Gardner