by Lenna » Mon Feb 27, 2012 3:39 pm
France laughed and nodded, glad to see that Jay was in a good mood once again. "Oui, that sounds good." he agreed with a bright smile.
New Zealand looked over at Michigan, looking quite happy to have her animal counterpart back. "Well, any ideas on what we should do now?"
"Zat's alright, I just like to have company." he told her, smiling once more, his cheerful attitude seeming to have returned.
Here they talked of REVOLUTION.
Here it was they lit the flame.
Here they SANG about `tomorrow'
And tomorrow never came.
♠ ♠ ♠
From the table in the corner
They could see a world REBORN
And they rose with voices ringing
I can HEAR them now!
The very words that they had sung
Became their LAST communion
On the lonely barricade at d a w n .~.Made by flight . thief.~