My house is in shambles.
There are boxes everywhere and all my stuff is in a state of flux.
Sound system's snug in its box, the books are stacked and even the birdies look ready to leave.
Perhaps one of the hardest things to do was to begin closing my beloved kitchen and start packing all my toys away.
Is this what its all come down to?
And deep down, it isn't really about all the stuff, toys and trinkets.
I've worked hard to plant my flag and raise it high.
its so hard to risk it all.
Will they remember me?
Carrava-who?
Will she?
Yes friends, I'm feeling just a little blue today.
Coz if there's one thing I fear more than the grey of the mundane
its the darkfall of the uncertain flight.
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