WE ARE HOME AGAIN AND I ALMOST CRY BECAUSE; WELL, IT IS NOT QUITE US ALL. MY FATHER’S DESK, MY UNCLE PAUL’S DESK; MY FATHER’S DRAFTING BOARD, and where is HE and He? Where are they tonight?
But WE ARE WE and I AM INN HEAVEN HERE MY LOVES; SO I WAIT IN HEAVEN FOR TO SING AGAIN.
I SING IN THE SHOWER; AMAZING GRACE; THAT IS ALL I HAVE STRENGTH FOR ANYMORE. WE ARE NOT FREE; but we are free. Time to get back to work my loves.