"life's like a toilet bowl, i like it better when nobody shits in mine"

- Saffieology

Update

This period very busy. Got carolling, school's busy with internal concerts, prize-giving ceremonies, Notations performances, rehearsals and endless practices & meetings.
Nothing else to report.

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Danny Boy

Oh Danny boy, the pipes, the pipes are calling
from glen to glen and down the mountain side;
the summer's gone and all the roses falling
'tis you, 'tis you must go and I must bide.

But come ye back when summer's in the meadow
or when the valley's hushed and white with snow
and I'll be here in sunshine or in shadow
Oh Danny boy, oh Danny boy I love you so.

And when ye come and all the flow'rs are dying,
and I am dead, as dead I well may be.
Ye'll come and find the place where I am lying
and kneel and say an 'ave' there for me.

And I shall hear tho' soft you tread above me,
and all my grave will warmer sweeter be,
for you will bend and tell me that you love me,
and I shall sleep in peace until you come to me.

Oh, Danny boy, Oh, Danny boy
I love you so.