I remember innocence and warm September rain,
I remember Batman when he was just Bruce Wayne.
I

The day had dawned and the day was good
And they packed their books and started to walk with their

Trauma and tragedy - bedfellows grim …
Illness and ailments, personal sin …
What’s to become of

Just what is the point when you've nothing to say,
When your own mundanity lays siege to my

It really doesn't matter
For Earth exists no more…
Mankind has left the building
Through the

Though I cannot eat this Yuletide
Nor partake of drink as well …
I will join with those who love