
Until The Next TimeJ.W. Hornsbyref: October 1998 Heroinsight Hello its me and I am fine I rang to wish you well its me I'm fine I'm well I'm fine . . . until the next time gnarling whooping over hooping hopping down the road snarling wailing all tell tailing what a heavy load crashing bashing my life's trashing breaking all around hurting hopping silver-bopping laughter in the sound breaking aching all the yearning as the years roll on crying dying in the sighing where'd it all go wrong hello I'm fine how're you I'm fine just rang to let you know I'm fine I'm fine I'm always fine fine until the next time years have come and years will go and tears will spill around and stifled is the love I know and crashed upon the ground its smashed in little pieces then its smashed in pieces now I'm fine how're you I'm fine I'm fine until the next time got to go my life is bursting got to get off the line in frenzy violent creamy endings my line is ringing now is that the phone is she alright why will we never know that what's alright's far from alright we never can let go
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