Sliding down the rabbit hole, been watching all these days. Cloudiness between bad and good, for me to decide. Let this choice lay, in the weather of the day, or if I want some fun. Many paths to travel down, it trickles to my will. One day you’ll see when it boils down to a dank and dreary dust. I’ll welcome you, I’ll welcome Lou, to the other side. It’s nice to hold you here, folks don’t tend to leave.