Relativity
The show is about to begin agin and then, they show up.Not alot to say, start to play, as they take apart another's work that day.
Nothing to add, words to sad, only they, being they, as they once again began again.
It was full to begin, no more so now as they begin to rush in.
It was a great try, by some guy, not me.
Even I could see what was to be, we already knew, he hadn't a clue, a couple more wouldn't do.
So the show will go and the flow of the show will depend, which will he be , the one you hear, the one you see?
Will it be he, with the great show at the start, or the other version, not quite from the heart, best listened to after a beer.
Then it may be as was before ..... if only he had locked that door.
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