I’ll write a song called Begin Again
Non in eadem
Each verse, in truth, will be a bridge
Leading past the horizon’s ridge
And by Apollo’s homily,
Won’t life hum with transcendency
I’ll write a song called Begin Again
Non in eadem
Each verse, in truth, will be a bridge
Leading past the horizon’s ridge
And by Apollo’s homily,
Won’t life hum with transcendency