ONE TAKES THE HIGH, KELSOE
Now I've gone too far, now I've lived
too long. Jill, this is Jack. Jack this is
now, singing my song. The cedars on
the roadside are singing along. Throwing
shadows on the ricochet'd walls of the
warehouse nearby, everything keeps
running still. Oh, I've gone too far, Jack.
Oh, I've gone too far, Jill.