Back
Your back in the bath
I soothe your troubles away
Angel flies again
Janus headed on
He looked back, moving forward
Saw what he'd become
Winter looked backward
Smiled at Summer and Autumn
Told you I would win
Crash
How low can we sink?
A crashing economy
Election looming
Crash in the kitchen
Masterpiece in the making
Call it 'Eton Mess'!
That crash we were in
Involuntary shivers
Just from memories
Eerie creaking sound
Tree crashes down in forest
Feeding the future
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