Seven times I’ve rectified
what seven people came to call
a failure in reality
Though subjective that thought might be

But forced, my hands
and turned, my eyes
I found seven ways to make it right

Morning Glory
Sing all of our sad, sad songs away.
Every story
leaves a heavy lesson.
Let us pray!

Brings your books to bear
and listen while they
sing for you a
tune or two
you’ve heard before
you’ve heard before
you’ve heard before
you’ve heard before

But this time it’s important
like the last time, it’s important
so God Damn it,
Bring your books to bear
I’ve got a lot of shit to say