Would you be my compatriot?
We shall sing, we shall dance, we shall talk; turn our faces in disquiet. There’s music, there are drinks, there are people we shall meet; there are sorrows, there is pain, tiny moments of joy taking our breath away.
I can wipe your tears, you can dry my eyes; we’ll close our eyes to darkness, open them to light.
Would you come ride with me on this long road to death? We shall live, we shall die, we shall rise again; never say goodbye.
(I’m on leave today. Yayyyy!!)