Wind blows and birds sing, As I clench my lightsaber, This feeling grows deep. As I move slowly, The feeling very profound, It aches my core self. I cannot move on, I take a knee and assess, I am quite hungry.
Wind blows and birds sing, As I clench my lightsaber, This feeling grows deep.
As I move slowly, The feeling very profound, It aches my core self.
I cannot move on, I take a knee and assess, I am quite hungry.