So long you`re no friend of mine
You`re false and unkind
You`re indestructible
No place I`d rather be
Than in the ring with you
We`d go twenty rounds
Still more fool me
For killing myself
That`s the way it should be
Maybe I should grow up
Would I feel confined to the same space
Or would I feel that I talked myself into a corner
Good Morning Tuesday 23rd June 2026


