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.~
------------▽ ------------Call me Blue ------------adult // fan of a great ------------many things ------------ ------------△ ------------ ------------▽ ------------ ------------ ------------Art credit - me ------------△ --------------------------- ---------------------------
if you're happy where you are then you need not look too far if you've found your place at last then you need not use the looking glass -;; bubble puppy