Last night was a helluva night. The Flyers force a game 7 and I am happy. I going to post some lyrics that I wrote . Here's one of them. I'll post them all over time. This is called "History Repeats", and is more of a story I guess, but they're lyrics I wrote. "History Repeats" A young boy of
ten laying in his bed hearing his parents unaware of the situation A young boy of thirteen traumetized by the hatred his father a drunk his mother a victim A young man of sixteen angered by the treatment this night will be the end he picks up a gun and points it at the man that destroyed his mothers life His father lay there dead his mother grabs the gun and as she cries takes her husbands sins out on herself There the young man sits tears in his eyes
cops at his door thank god this night is over A man of thirty married to a beautiful women two kids in the house nothing could be better A man of thirty five taking after his father he grabs a gun and history repeats history repeats Will this cycle ever end Will this cycle ever end
