(Chick Rains/Harlan Howard). . It won't make the papers. Like some reunions do. There won't be many people. Just me and him and you. I made a childhood promise.
It's raining at the border, tears of love like blood. Spilt. Stagnant on the carpet. It's raining and another filthy widow watches. And the self is no friend and all enemies attack from.
[Hockey invades every household in Canada on some level. It is our National. sport. Real afficionados play all year long. This is probably why first time.