and the sun.

well the sun never did fade.

and the rose.

well the rose never really did die.

And this letter, where all is said. I'm not going to stop, Until my pen begins to choke on all the secrets that have been kept.

and you know that pot of gold at the end of the rainbow, that they all told you about?

well that actually doesn't exist.

Oh and that boy. where you once spilled out into a styrofoam cup, every thought that was in your head, for him to use as a drug.

Well he never really did get high.