If you happen to read this,
Rose was born.
Child actor-ess,
On the fifth day of the snow.
Be good or be gone,
Be good or be, be gone.
The range is stangering,
Movement and timing.
Frame by frame,
It did unfold. [ Lyrics from: http://www.lyricsmode.com/lyrics/f/fionn_regan/be_good_or_be_gone.html ]
Be good or be gone,
Be good or be, be gone.
I read to you on saturdays,
Museum has closed down.
Sell all your things,
At the end of the drive.
Be good or be gone,
Be good or be, be gone.
I have become,
An ariel view.
Of a coastal town,
That you once knew.