Porcupine

 

 

However having found himself incapable of enjoyment Our Hero rediscovers the value of his own instrumentality and hallucinates a way home

 

 

 

 

IÕm still wondering where you are tonight

Please donÕt think that I donÕt care

ItÕs not fair to suppose

Things donÕt change

Things donÕt change

 

You are just a porcupine and

you would never let me slide oh

 

IÕm not well enough to decide

if IÕm right

 

 

 

 

 

Copyright 2007 Marc Alan Goodman

 

10,000 Feet Beneath the Ground