I once knew a silly young boy who wanted to make a difference in his small world. I haven't seen that child in years; all that's left is a naive old man. I'm often given to wonder how well I actually knew him...
If you're here, you've probably taken a wrong turn. But welcome anyway!
Saturday, March 8, 2008
The Final Word
For those who insist that I can sing, meet the King's Singers. I don't know what it is that I do but it isn't anywhere near what these guys can do.
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