From The End of the World to Your Town

I'm feeling a little bit deflated as I write this. The Magno blog is starting to wind down. Pretty much what has happened is that the content has devolved over the past 6-8 months, which is unfortunate, because in my opinion a lot of good was accomplished up there. The main thing is that because Joe Magno never made it to court due to his death, a lot of people (including myself) are feeling cheated that we never got to see justice done, and it feels like we will never have closure for the wrongs that were done to us as victims. However, I've said that a lot of good was done, and I will stand by that. A lot of people who posted were able to acheive some catharsis, thanks to the support of many of the people who contributed regularly. I'm proud to know the people up there whom I've gotten to know and grow fond of. You all know who you are....

Captain Fantastic raised and regimented, hardly a hero
Just someone his mother might know
Very clearly a case for corn flakes and classics
"Two teas both with sugar please"
In the back of an alley

While little Dirt Cowboys turned brown in their saddles
Sweet chocolate biscuits and red rosy apples in summer
For it's hay make and "Hey mom, do the papers say anything good?"
Are there chances in life for little Dirt Cowboys
Should I make my way out of my home in the woods

"Brown Dirt Cowboy", still green and growing
City slick Captain
Fantastic the feedback
The honey the hive could be holding
For there's weak winged young sparrows that starve in the winter
Broken young children on the wheels of the winners
And the sixty-eight summer festival wallflowers are thinning

For cheap easy meals and hardly a home on the range
Too hot for the band with a desperate desire for change
We've thrown in the towel too many times
Out for the count and when we're down
Captain Fantastic and the Brown Dirt Cowboy
From the end of the world to your town

And all this talk of Jesus coming back to see us
Couldn't fool us
For we were spinning out our lines walking on the wire
Hand in hand went music and the rhyme
The Captain and the Kid stepping in the ring
From here on sonny sonny sonny, it's a long and lonely climb

For cheap easy meals and hardly a home on the range
Too hot for the band with a desperate desire for change
We've thrown in the towel too many times
Out for the count and when we're down
Captain Fantastic and the Brown Dirt Cowboy
From the end of the world to your town

--"Captain Fantastic and the Brown Dirt Cowboy", Elton John/Bernie Taupin