Sear 4 y'all 2 here.. neither numbers or blunders il let ya befit our friend..
For falln grins, to befall and gin.. better to alcohol now, then give it all to sin.. and later on how,now, would u make that song?

I'll tell ya hard.. but il give it in rhyme, and if u can decode this mess,
i'll give ya some of my time. Some of my shine. Pour universe right up and down ur spine->

But i'll end it right now, give u the chance to mime : )
To act in verse.. to stage, rehearse thru space n time- all the mappn madness- the sheltered Ab-yss..

tho one last thing, il straight and forward- follow ur own hearts bliss: don't make rich the bastards.

Peace and Mud