Butterfly Clock

This Facing New York lyric spent all day bouncing around in my head. I thought I would share it with you now.

“I heard a joke, three men in a bar: one blind, one rich, one is soaking wet. A challenge ensues: who will beat the clock? At what I don’t know; it was a bad joke.”

Posted on February 16th, 2008 in Media | 1 Comment