somethings a brewing in me. its a feeling. its weeling up inside, i think soon it will destroy everyother feeling and become king. its will own me. i want it to happen. then i'll get of my arse and do something about that fucking feeling. because right now i'm being chicken shit. its been hard at work. my back is killing me, my hammies are shot to bits. Tomorrow i will not submit to their will. i will not bow down. i'm going to stand up. i gotta fight, for my right? hah. Hayden. bliss. i become more alive around that kid. he sorta... he completes me on some levels. Babe, baby, baby, I'm gonna leave you. I said baby, you know I'm gonna leave you. I'll leave you when the summertime, Leave you when the summertime comes arollin' Leave you when the summer comes along.