I lived with them on Montague Street
In a basement down the stairs, there was music in the cafés at night and revolution in the air. Then he started into dealing with slaves and something inside of him died. She had to sell everything she owned and froze up inside.
And when finally the bottom fell out, I became withdrawn. The only thing I knew how to do was to keep on keepin’ on like a bird that flew.
( tangledupinblue hairy badge with moving eyes, Fri 28 Feb 2014, 13:04, 1 reply)

Very good...
I read that thinking "This sounds familiar," and actually LOLed
( snee held his breath since, Fri 28 Feb 2014, 13:59, closed)