B.R.E. Presents: "Lost And Found"..From Sacred Scriptures
..::Pre- Jane::..
He Wandered The Land Aimlessly, Spirit Trodden And Distraught//
Just Seeking Affection, A Bit Of Love, But It Was All For Naught//
He Sat Alone Watching The News And Belching, Staring At The Goings-On//
Just Three Day Stubble, A Pile Of Beer Cans So Deep the Floor Itself Was Gone//
With No One To Make It Sharp and Tone For, His Lonliness Went To His Head//
And Let His Rock Hard Six Pack Turn From A Chick Magnet Into A Sagging Keg//
His Sharp Mind Was Dulled By Hops And Liquor To The Point That The World Was Distorted//
And Sent Into A Tail Spin Of Depression Asking God Why As A Fetus He Hadn't Been Aborted//
And Left To Die Peacefully Instead Of Living In This Hell Of Hurt, Crying And Hate//
Where Men Couldn't Control Hormones And Instead Of Maturbate They Would Brutally Rape//
His Hair Was A Bush Of Tangles, Why Bother?, He Had No Where Important To Go//
No Mother, No Father, No Family...No One To Make Proud, No Ones FaceTo Glow
And When He Got The Energy To Get Up And Go And Earn Some Honest Cash//
Instead Of Using It To Affect His Life For The Better, He Would Shove It In A Stripper's Pants//
His Life Did Not Matter, He Was Living With No Care, Hope Or Urge//
But His Life Pulled A 180 Degree Turn That Fateful Night That He Met Her//
..::Post-Jane::..
Was She An Angel From Heaven...She Must Be... There Was No Possibility//
That Someone So Perfect Could Exist In A Place Of Such Death And Hostiltiy//
Even If She Were Just A Human, There Was No Way To Approach Such A Martyr//
Surelly She Was Educated...So Much Wittier, Happier And God Knows Smarter//
But His Mind Told Him: "Whats The Worst Thing That Might Occur?"//
She Says "Go Away", You Turn Around And Never Again Talk To Her//
Thats Not So Bad...After All There Is Much A Scenario Much Worse//
You Dieing All Alone with No Friends, No One To Weep As Exit The Hease//
He Drew A Deep Breath, And With More Confidence Then He Had Thought//
He Walked To The Woman Too Good For This Earth And Just Began To Talk//
"Hi' He Said "My Name is Alex" To Which She Replied With A Smile "My Name Is Jane"//
Jane...Such A Beautiful Name Worthy Of A God...For Something Witty He Wracked His Brain//
But Nothing Came, So He Spat Out Before He Had Time To Think//
"I Think Your Beautful...I'd Be Honored If I could Buy You A Drink//
She Started With Suprise, After All, He Did Have A Pretty Smile And The Eyes Of A Fox//
How Could She Say No? How Should She Say Yes...She Settled with "Tequila On The Rocks"//
They Sat And Talked For Hours About Many Things...About How He Had Been Alone//
She Was Attracted To Her, And Her To Him...Finally She Asked "Would You Like To Come Home?"//
They Didn't Even Bother With The Small Talk, They Made Made Made Love, But The Next Morning There Was A Key//
Laying On The Side Stand With Some Numbers Scribbled On Signed By Jane Saying "Call Me"//
His Heart Swelled Up, But For A Change It Wasn't From Eating Red Meat//
He Had Found The Girl Of His Dreams...He Had Someone TO Impress, A Reason To Be Neat//
A Year Later, Alex And Jane Were In A Suburban Neighborhood Happily Married//
Trying To Raise The Child Fathered By Alex That Jane For Nine Months Had Carried
Thanks To Jane, Alex Had Had A Reason To Turn His Life Around//
And For Both People A Love That Was Once Lost Had Now Been Found
