It’s time the story was told,
How life can be so bold,
It’s time for it to be known
It’s time, that you were shown
It’s not in the reading of the story you see?
It’s what you recollect from the summary
It’s not the hitting of the nail in the wood
It’s what the nail, holds up, understood?!
The meaning is so fragile, it’s so delicate
But I think there’s a book about it,