I’m the keeper of the bees, as you’ve known. Just a
worthless memory in this house, Through the light of day &
dark will you notice me? I’m the keeper of the bees; I’m a
dead man.
Dear Diary, I won’t keep her awake anymore, I
won’t love her anymore she wont let me,
Just a journeyman’s journey to the end,
Will this road hold home for no good,
will I ever see?
Against this broken street I’ll gain, it will comfort me.
