Indeed

I read the newspaper the other day and it made me sad.
Too many guns.

Morals. "Morals" my ass.

Skewed:
visions of morals
sets of beliefs
band of ideals
images of peace

So I'm told I've got so many issues, it's not even funny. Mmm, but I already know this.

Blame the people who associate themselves with me.
Or, is that people I associate with. Or, associates of me. Or, actually, just me. Mmmkay.

I can taste the rain on a hot, dry, summer's day. I can feel the sand slipping through my fingers. I can hear the eagle's--wait, eagles? WHAAAA?!?!

GOOD MORNING BOSTON!