Keep Shelly In Athens Flyway
I, I'm closing up
You, you fall apart
Now, we've got to run
Hope, burns like a match
We've got to find, a way to catch
God, they run so fast
God! God!
I know I've got something to fight for
I know I've got some things to sort
And somehow I feel, oh so alone and
I am the last of the flock
