Oh Fortune

	Oh fortune
	Bring fortune to spare.
	Time's passing,
	And we're worsing for wear
	Aching for breathable air
	Oh my god it's killing me.
	Oh chances,
	Oh forces, of luck.
	Fields arid, windows boarded.
	Enough.Lord, let those skies open up.
	Powers that be, forsaken me.
	Oh choices,
	Bring voices,
	Resound.Please be merry, when
	I am buried,
	In the ground.
	Nice to have the kids around.
	Oh my god, it's killing me.