I am on a road I don’t recognize
Going to a place
I know nothing about.
Death coughed politely
He was awfully apologetic
Kathy, he said, taking me aside
And coughing nervously into his hand We’ve run out of time
I’m afraid.
I am on a road I don’t recognize
Going to a place
I know nothing about.
Death coughed politely
He was awfully apologetic
Kathy, he said, taking me aside
And coughing nervously into his hand We’ve run out of time
I’m afraid.
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