[00:13.08]And I've gone silver on my travels,[00:19.11]growing silver in my sideburns. I'm starting to unravel her,[00:25.72]My heart beats on a downhill,[00:30.96]I counted eighty on my pulse as Kilrenny Church struck three for three o'clock.[00:37.70]What else?[00:48.12]What else?[00:58.73]And you said twelve years in retirement.[01:04.03]The years go by like sips of water. The record lies unbroken,[01:09.67]and no doubt, it's white flour in my diet.[01:15.05]It's going to be the death of me, sweet drumroll for those embittered big ideas.[01:33.29]It's such a waste of all that I had.[01:44.37]You mentioned bats in the attic,[01:49.67]so now you're lifting up the tiles to get around these conservation rules.[01:56.02]I walked down in the basement.[02:02.89]I'm hanging upside down, a gag across my mealy mouth.[02:08.27]And how I'll laugh out loud about that.[02:13.72]When I read your simple novel, it uses all our real names.[02:19.34]And go make yourself a fortune,[02:24.82]there's nothing left for us then us left dangling just a little shamefaced.[02:40.68]It's such a waste of what we had.[02:53.31]And it's such a waste of all that we had.[03:27.26]And it's such a waste of all that I am.[03:37.85]