If you happen to read this,
Rose was born.
Child actor-ess,
On the fifth day of the snow.
Be good or be gone,
Be good or be, be gone.
The range is stangering,
Movement and timing.
Frame by frame,
It did unfold.
[ Lyrics from: http://www.lyricsfreak.com/f/fionn+regan/be+good+or+be+gone_20498344.html ] Be good or be gone,
Be good or be, be gone.
I read to you on saturdays,
Museum has closed down.
Sell all your things,
At the end of the drive.
Be good or be gone,
Be good or be, be gone.
I have become,
An ariel view.
Of a coastal town,
That you once knew.