Well my dad learned Geometry from a survivor
that's what kept them going. Drawing lines in the dirt, Circles.
Don't disturb my circles, Mr. Roman Ghost.
Everyone wants to go to heaven but no one wants to die
I want to believe that if I were
that I wouldn't
Can you not Believe and still be afraid of ghosts?
I don't mean to be disrespectful, Mr. Ghost. Mr. Phantom Detective—Angel. Detective. Ghost.
I just want to believe if I were on the other side that I'd
But I'm related to one of Them, can you believe it?
Not a real one though. They wouldn't have him, not good enough, nope
maybe he didn't march right
My whole family's like that. Hail from all over, we had so much potential
but never amounted to much. I mean never ascended. Transcended.
Enough, I guess.
My dad with his silver medal.