I’ll ask you again, good sir

“What manner of wizard are you?”

Crossing the river

I know I’ve come so far and I’ve got so far to go

Can’t explain

The things you’ve said, well, maybe they’re true

Joey

I know you’ve heard it all before
So I don’t say it anymore

Ever since I came out

I don’t think anyone is paying attention

There is no history

There is only now.

Night owl blues

Je suis levĂ© trop tard comme d’habitude.

Fuzzy mirrors

So we get down with our fuzzy mirrors and swear everything is just fine

Anyplace that I call home

Because the bear really don’t care

And I walk amongst the ruins

of the love that used to be

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