And so it is that this world spins around
One second we are up and the we're gone
Without a clue quite what it is we've found
Or where it is that light that once was shone.
In all a world of platitudes and grace
When not a word is spoken in the wrong
And everyone is so good to your face
And we are all so nice and play along,
Well isn't it refreshing for a change
When someone breaks our manners and is rude,
And thrusts the ghost of pettiness from range
By saying what they think and being crude?
Richard, forgive yourself and we will too,
Because you know it all comes back to you.
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