1SUBTLE signals sent but interpreted lament  was much more turbulent as worsening intent with energy got spent so now to what extent this turned a non event  we started our decent  and watched as what was meant  went by the wayside saved by the bell so call me ac slater bayside no need to pay rent while you camping in a tent  obfuscating what we see like forest through the trees What it do who they be Many ears had been lent To a greater extent still the message did get sent still it left me feeling bent but retuned and amplified  for sure we fail whats never tried spied a reason might a lied left me in a major bind hind sight left ya nearly blind Dont forget need i remind  all white lies and past crimes not a man do wholly make should we judge by past mistakes speeding  down round memory lake i almost didnt pump the brakes sakes alive we coulda died pride can hide a darker side might i site the time you spied opportunity defied  convention had you swinging wide long as you land inside  ride out forlorned ill bidden  id shout whose turn it is to be sitting no doubt we yearn hearts to be smitten  by out shown well wishing big wiff in yonder pond still fishin and even though theres nowadays catches a plenty you through back almost twenty then went home with stomach empty keep dodging losers stares as we playingmusical chairs what is or isnt fare  noone sees noone cares still its hard to stay prepared when you keep your heart and soul beared so call me when its over and tell me how you fared ill do my best impression of pretending that i care