I'll tuck this bad ELO song here where no one will see it. A few games late, since pinch-hitting Miles for Gorzelanny 6th inning Thursday Aug 20 shortly followed by Guzman grand slam marked the end of the 2009 Cubs season and everyone knew it. It's over, it's over, it's over Summer came and passed away, hardly seemed to last a day but it's over and what can I do? Music playin' in the air, silence on a darkened stair 'cos it's over and what can I do? It's over, it's over, all over, it's all over now and the way you looked don't even mean I'm down. It's over When you kick out the sea and the sun says goodbye there is nothing much to speak of. Feelin' down, down it's all over. Feelin' down, down, down. Baby, baby, it's all gone, rolled out to sea. Lookin' over sunny days, searchin' for the righteous wave 'cos it's over and what can I do? Lookin' from this distant shore DISTANT SHORE you ain't sailin' by no more 'cos it's over IT IS OVER and what can I do? It's over, it's over, all over, it's all over now and the way you looked don't even mean I'm down. It's over, over, over, when you kick out the sea and the sun says goodbye there is nothing much to speak of. Feelin' down, down, it's over. Feelin' down, down, down. Ah, it's over, it's over, it's over, it's all over and what can I do? Ah, it's over, it's over, it's all over. Oh, it's over, it's over. Don't shed a tear for me, it's over, don't shed a tear although it's over.