I try hard, to equate the cost, Of what we’ve won, with what we’ve lost?

another twist of leggings...

This week I've been staying in a flat near the seaside

Forever changing times in an ever changing world, I believe humanity has reached its peak for every boy and every girl,

When the clouds have passed over on this cold winters night, And the leafs have all fallen leaving no birds insight, and when life leaves know pleasures just the thorns in our sides,

Behind the hopeful eyes the ever fighting mind above a forced smile feigning confidence. Whenever I look through the glass I see you are still a prisoner never feel completley free

Mum replies to Joan, but not quite what Joan is expecting!