Cos I cannot now buy a round I got gin n tonic in the lounge Beer in bedroom, Scotch in hall I’m ready for my own pub crawl

Maybe we’ll rise become part of a cloud in the blue and float over a mountain Become a tear but not one shed in sorrow more raindrop then...

Suddenly it stopped. Is it time to pause and think? And consider where we’re going? Now it seems we’re on the brink. Brought to virtual...