With kings and fools, and knaves in tow, the leaving song has far to go. They shake your head, and rattle your bones, with shallow truths and hollow hopes. The leaving song, the leaving song, the...
Get dressed. Dude, it's six am, what are you doing? We're going running. No, I'm going to bed. I'll just keep knocking. Playoff's are next week. Got to get you ready, man. Workouts, studying game...