My dear Vinyl, who could have foreseen
my dear friend, how long has it been
It seemed an eternity since I've seen your face
so leaving the train I had a quick pace
I went to our house, nopony was there
I peered inside, but found it was bare
I wondered then, what could have occurred
you leaving town just seemed so absurd
I searched high and ever so low
wondering still, where did you go
I asked around, nopony talked
with sad faces, away they walked
I didn't Know, I wondered why
what had I said to make them cry
Suddenly I heard a tune I knew
I heard it before while I lived with you
I saw a glimmer, a spark of hope
at the top of a grassy
No one cares. We have exactly one person in charge of this group, and they're doing nothing. Nothing's getting accepted, nothing's getting reviewed, nothing. I'm probably the only one even paying attention around here. Dang that's depressing.