Ah Padriac. I have often wondered if boys who have flaming red hair up top also have...yep.

A girl what's born for hangin' ain't likely to be drowned.

Ah Padriac. I have often wondered if boys who have flaming red hair up top also have...yep.

The sun in on the harbor, love, And I wish I could remain, For I know it will be some long, long time, Before I see you again.

I close my eyes, hoping to slip into the same dream again, but then that never happens, does it?

I fear that I am losing my mind. But really, it would not be such a precious thing to lose, as it only causes me pain.

Well,' I shrug, all innocent, 'we all ride our little hobbyhorses, don't we, Mr. Peel?