.

The sadness that cracks through the realm…
…of an enterprise that you won’t tell him…
Beating around the bush, while you’re the scapegoat…
Telling you to be shush, while they’re speeding their speedboat…

The slippery slope, the dimming hope…
That revival is just around the corner…
Too much to cope, a broken rope…
A rank that you can’t honour…

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