My skeleton’s skin has taken me in;
\nit’s told me lies, in front of my eyes.
\nIt’s shaped my days in a thousand ways.
\nIt’s helped me out, and without a doubt
\nI wouldn’t be here; it’s made that clear,
\nif I didn’t play ball. God forgive us all.
\nThere’s a little white room where we
\nseal our doom. There’s a big black door
\nlabeled "nevermore." We can step inside.
\nThey’ll say that we died. And our thoughts
\ncompiled will be stripped and filed
\ninto reference books for both spies and crooks.
\nAnd our history will be lost at sea. Amen.<\/p>\n","protected":false},"excerpt":{"rendered":"