roo_roo_s: Grab life......
roo_roo_s: We’ll make our home here.
roo_roo_s: Bulrushes stand where battles once raged.
roo_roo_s: Who’s coming?
roo_roo_s: The ties that bind.
roo_roo_s: It was a funny day when you said you were ok, but I saw in your eyes you were broken.
roo_roo_s: Come and have a go if you think you’re hard enough.
roo_roo_s: There was decay, but there was a certain beauty when I held it in my hands.
roo_roo_s: We, the people, will make a difference
roo_roo_s: All the fun of the broken fair.
roo_roo_s: England sleeps in the arms of the hills
roo_roo_s: I’ll hide here until the enemy is upon us