Today the warm and genial setting sun
Sets on a steadfast son
E'er on the altar
He stands for all of time
Lighting the hills with mellow hue
Then hurrah and hurrah
For a life well done
Showing us good trouble
In those mugshot smiles
No matter where we be
We shall still love thee
And fight with our voice
Our body
Our vote
Fisk!!
Our alma mater
Words don't fail me now Spill out like the wails of mothers losing their babies at the auction block words comfort me like the prayers at dawn during The Fast to our benevolent God Muster up lifelong
It feels like flushed cheeks and pulsating jawbones It feels empty It feels like blood rapidly popping as it travels from heart It feels like nothing It feels like under/over eating It feels like a vo
The anxiety makes the stomach flip The depression makes the limbs heavy The tug and pull Is overwhelming and nauseating Gags Short breaths Teeth chattering Big sighs as tears roll down
