Requiem '99

[Quantum12]

Greener pastures on the other side
what the hell, let's go for a ride

Up and onward to a galaxy of plenty
If only for rocket-fuel you could spare a twenty

On his way for a long covered nights stay,
She kissed and licked his grin away,

Turning from his music he called rain,
His soul surfs on the dark side of pain,