And Loss Of Control Is Always The

The Young Man Came To The Old Man Seeking Counsel. I Broke Something, Old Man. How Badly Is It Broken? It's In A Million Little Pieces. I'm Afraid I Can't Help You. Why? There's Nothing You Can Do. Why? It Can't Be Fixed. Why? It's Broken Beyond Repair. It's In A Million Little Pieces.

Its Not Just A Smile Of Momentary Happiness. When It Disappears From My Face, It Will Stay With Me.

I Meet A Third Man He's An Old Man He Trips In The Street He Falls And I Help Him Up, Walk Him To The Curb. He Shakes My Hand Says Keep The Faith, Young Man. I Ask Him What He Means, He Says Keep Running And Don't Let Them Catch You.

I Hope Nobody Took The Razzle Dazzle Rose.

The Past Doesn't Matter. People Cling To It Because It Allows Them To Ignore The Present.