One Under The Sun

Someone asked how we find these boffo dirges; but we garner no ego surges; we defer to the gods of song; we merely slide them right along. This one is powerfully lonely and wonderfully, terribly beautiful too; in its sadness and happiness altogether at once for you. "don't save your kisses/just pass them around. who's gonna know that you passed them around, a hundred years from today?" Laugh and Sing, Make Love the Thing, Be Happy While you Make-