Andrew

I didn't wear glasses cause I thought it might rain. Now I can't see anything. I made a mistake, chalked it up to design. I cracked through time, space, Godless and dry. I point my nose to the northern star, watch the decline from a hazy distance.The story is a sad one, told many times. The story of my life in trying times. Just add water, stir in lime. How the west was won and where it got us