My Swansong
If all that’s still to do were left to me and you,
Would the skies still split, cause the Earth to shake
And pull the night apart?
Would we carry on though we’d soon be gone?
Could we journey far, do our worst,
And sing our last swansong?
Would the skies still split, cause the Earth to shake
And pull the night apart?
Would we carry on though we’d soon be gone?
Could we journey far, do our worst,
And sing our last swansong?
This week's title/puzzle/game/thing is quite rubbish. I'm fairly sure I'm going to get done for copyright infringement one of these days so grab the awful prizes while you can! Have a guess :)
