PHHH #1187.9
Sunday, February 10, 2008
Place: North and south of New Road
Weather: Patchy
Time: 1:10
Hare: Hand Solo
Hounds: Pyroman, Speedbumps, Max the Worried Dog, Hey YO! Paully, 
Delicate Psyche, Wiuypiy, Itemized Seduction, Cliffdiver, Not 
Suitable for Horses, The Prosecutor

Description, Polemics, and Lies

Comfortably Numb

Are you.
Is there anybody out there? 
Just yell if you can hear me.
Is there anyone on trail? 

Come on, now.
I hear you're feeling down.
Well you can find my marks,
Get you on your feet again.

Relax.
Try climbing to the high ground first.
Just the basic facts:
Can you show me where's the hash? 

There is no flour, you are receding.
Delicate psyche's shirt in the treeline.
You are only coming through in snow.
Cliff's lips move but I can't hear what he's saying.
When I was a child I had a fever.
Her hands felt just like two air bags.
Now I'm with the police once again.
I can't explain, he would not understand.
This is just how I am.
I have become comfortably numb.

Ok.
Just a little hashmark. [pink]
There'll be more gray--aaaaaahhhhh!
So you may feel a little snark.

Can you regroup? 
I do believe it's not beer. shit.
That won't keep you going in the snow.
Pyro it's time to go.

There is a pain, Ken is receding.
And Hey Yo! Paully's on the horizon.
Bumps is barely wading through the mud.
Her feet move but I can't see where they're going.
When I was a hound I held an on-in here,
In the garage stocked with RoundUp.
I gave them cans then they were gone.
I cannot put my finger on it now.
The pack had grown, the door is closed.
I have become comfortably numb.