Letter Divine - Someone Still Loves You Boris Yeltsin

I’ve been feeling left out

Things are passing me by

And I don’t know why

What’s that feeling about

If I could figure it out

Then we’d all be fine

As I get older and days unfold

How come I don’t feel my age

Starin' at the empty pages

Starin' myself blind

Workin' on a letter, a letter divine

The nightlong drunken rages

Rollin' up a leaf of kind

Workin' on a letter, a letter divine

Work my way down the facade to a golden stream

Is it just a dream

Fake the accent and plod into the chocolate cream

With a laser beam

Laid on the alter in velvet robes

Pen in hand as a mage

Conjuring one for the ages

Somethin' for them all to find

Workin' on a letter, a letter divine

Summon the wisdom of sages

And make every last word rhyme

Workin' on a letter divine

Just summon the wisdom of sages

But only ever half the time

Workin' on a letter divine