Remember the one who came to the door?
Crashed his toe on the pavement and oh how he swore
He was good to us Briar oh was he not?
Loved filling our beds with forget-me-nots
Comes Catch-22, you must be optimistic
For fretting and brooding is so unrealistic
Out of the frying pan, into the flame
Wicked thoughts in our heads but who is to blame?
