On my way to the pub,
I look at the empty sky
Above,
And think
On drink,
And love
But there is only this winter sky
Above,
And the awaiting fire
I
So desire,
In the pub
On My Way To The Pub
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On my way to the pub,
I look at the empty sky
Above,
And think
On drink,
And love
But there is only this winter sky
Above,
And the awaiting fire
I
So desire,
In the pub
