
Been walking around singing sad acapella versions of ostensibly happy songs and feeling too tired to get out of bed and too restless to stay in it.

Been walking around singing sad acapella versions of ostensibly happy songs and feeling too tired to get out of bed and too restless to stay in it.
The children are a askin about you all the time. They keep sayin, “Mama, where’s Pa?”. And I keep a tellin em, “Your...