My mother's afraid of the subway. It's a living bad dream. I hold her hand as the doors close. And she pales and stifles a scream. Ali's afraid of Ad-libbing.
Dedicated to mah guy... Anthony. LOVE YA.... . Still remember when I first saw her face. it was just your average day. it was May or maybe June. I think I remember,.
Sitting on a bench in an old time station. Waiting for a train to forgiveness. I've brought no baggage, i've come here alone. Looking for a way to forgiveness.