lifeaboutalexa

J: A man of words and deeds, it's like a garden ful of weeds.
And when the weeds begin to grow it's like a garden ful of snow.
And when the snow begins to fall, it's like a bird upon the wall.
And when the bird away does fly, it's like an eagle in the sky.
And when the sky begins to roar, it's like a lion at the door.
And when the door begins to crack, it's like a stick across your back.
And when your back begins to smart, it's like a penknife in your heart.
And when your heart begins to bleed you are dead... and dead.