He's halfway sick and halfway stoned. He'd sure like to kick, but he's too far gone. So they wind him down with methadone.
James TaylorThe sides are steep and the nights are long and cold down in the hole, light and love and the world above mean nothing to the mole.
James TaylorI told you that I love you, I was only telling a lie. I'll be long gone come the crack of dawn and I believe the word is goodbye.
James Taylor