Problem of Pain - William Fitzsimmons

Dialogue on weather, breeding in the pound

Fateful first-time meeting, life is in the ground

Icarus they caught you where you tumbled on

Encourage you to dive now the sun is gone

I just don’t know

I just don’t know

Aah…

Moon is torn asunder over faulty two

Guillotines in shackles, heads roll for a few

I just don’t know

I just don’t know

I just don’t know

Aah…