My butt has been throwing up for the last 24 hours. We weren't home all weekend so we ate and drank a lot of junk. Also for dinner I blame myself for suggesting McDonalds 50 piece nugget meal. I don't even like nuggets.
So, so you think you can tell Heaven from Hell,
blue skies from pain.
Can you tell a green field from a cold steel rail?
A smile from a veil?
Do you think you can tell?
And did they get you to trade your heroes for ghosts?
Hot ashes for trees?
Hot air for a cool breeze?
Cold comfort for change?
And did you exchange a walk on part in the war for a lead role in a cage?