Today it's all foggy, it's what you might say is a
limited sight distance
I can barely see the ground As I walk with my head hanging down
I've been in prison for what seems to be all eternity
Tom Petty's free falling is playing on the radio
But all I see is cold brick walls and constantine Boo scared yet?
I walk into the center of the yard and
like the world I turn on an imaginary axis
Nothing is all I can see
The fog is so thick has it set me free
I'm not really here, I'm floating in a cloud
I'm thinking to myself but it's so quiet
I seem loud
Throughout all this time I've been through a lot
If only the fog could stay in this spot
It's almost over if only you could stay
Let me see the stars at night but
hide me from the day.
Bob Jenkens
Read by Bob Jenkens, Mr Sparky wags made a special guest appearance
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