"There's a little black spot on the sun today; It's the same old thing as yesterday. There's a black hat caught in a high tree top; There's a flag-pole rag and the wind won't stop.I have stood here before inside the pouring rain With the world turning circles running 'round my brain. I guess I'm always hoping that you'll end this reign, But it's my destiny to be the king of pain."
January 1, 1970