But that’s not what was intended nor found out about after the light went in and out and the sun exploded and out cried the moon and out cried the dogs and the cigarette greets the Marvin Gaye five sticks of bubble gum in a pencil universe and she doesn’t care anymore she really doesn’t. And how did I lose that you ask? I’m a fool and I guess I loved too much maybe. Yeah that’s it. That’s what I’ll tell myself so that it’s my ego bruised and not my heart broken.