I read the words of Robert King
He really made me think
His words were like a water spring
I took a long long drink
Then I read Perimino
I knew it was the truth
Ah, here's the way I need to go
I felt like dancing on the roof
Then I came to JWD
The thoughts here were so strong
The leavers , faders felt like me
How could the GB be so wrong?
We are the FD Slave
The generation overlaps
new light over which to rave
rabbits out of magic hats?
Which way to go
I have to think and think
I really do not know
It seems I'm always on the brink
I am lost and in fear
It isn't right
The truth should be clear
like a beacon bright
Should I stay or should I go?
what course is best for me?
it really is so hard to know
I pray on bended knee