The Hearts Of Great Men Can Be

This Is The Way I've Always Thought It Should Be. We've Always Blamed Ourselves, But I Guess We Know What Cylinder Wasn't Firing!

Everything Flows And Nothing Stays.

And Overpowered By Memory Both Men Gave Way To Grief. Priam Wept Freely For Man - Killing Hector, Throbbing, Crouching Before Achilles' Feet As Achilles Wept Himself, Now For His Father, Now For Patroclus Once Again And Their Sobbing Rose And Fell Throughout The House.

Ah, Good Ol’ Trustworthy Beer. My Love For You Will Never Die.

Go On With A Spirit That Fears Nothing.