Please welcome Jonas Stead.

¶¶ ¶¶ Once another hour fell asleep on the boss.

And I can't see a thought about it all too much.

And I'll have to go to where the concrete's lit.

What a young lad would do just to get paid.

And even the half hour drive Talking with rocks and spinning in gravel And I don't expect anyone to survive Now I leave it all in front of me Watch my footsteps carry the grunt Don't invite me anywhere I've got

a half hour drive just to get my lunch So, so, and so long on Making my marker until the tip is dry The sun came out but I forgot how to shine I rolled my brain but I feel I'm doing fine Every place was swearing with a winded sigh

Jonah, what are you going to leave us with?