The day you remember Remember forever Not even a teardrop Could make all the noise stop Since all of the small days For this is as always The more than a Black Sheep could say Black Sheep, outcast, misfit, Ishmael Every stranger each his own tale Waking faced with dreaming thinking Laughing, crying, being wicked.
The larger were smaller Then shorter are taller All ever, either, any So few are the many The same is the reason And truth is the season For all of the Black Sheep today.
Black Sheep any name or number Somewhere next to, over, under Fear of the unknown diminish Inside, outside, start to finish.