When I send a message there's always something terrible going on!! So instead here's some lyrics from a song (this one's on Bandcamp) If This Sickness If this sickness is only in the condition Of inhaling bad, a unnatural air Then why is it more than cancer that comes To discourage life, and not leave behind A real handshake that goes on to the end? If our hunger never stretches As pain from our stomach To the backs of our ears When will we eat a single thing good That is colour from one to the other Or find a sense of support At turning the corner? And true rest from the work That would bring us together True rest from the work That would bring us together When lavishing faith on the nobles of nothing Chewing their cud and thinking their waste How do we start, when we sit at high tables To talk them down, laugh without wine? Drink to our health, but never ourselves And True rest from the work That would bring us together True rest from the work That would bring is together