The things that survive
The inevitability of failure is written like the first verse of a love song. It begins with a sweet undertone, and progresses into the core of the tune. The fear of Failure, the dread and then finally acceptance. Those were the subjects of the day. You wonder why it happened, or why people didn't care. When everything was on the up and up, just not how you'd thought. It took a turn towards the bad, for all the right reasons given you made all the wrong moves. Nasty. That was