Gordon settles back in his seat and runs his hands over his face. This is the last quiet he's going to get for a long time, music or no; he'll be hearing gunshots for a week after the last bullet is fired. It's always like that. He'll deal.
All the sons and daughters spinning 'round the world / Away from their family and friends...
He has the general idea of what he's got to do ahead of him. He'll just think about it all later. When there's time. When it's safe.
But as the world gets older and colder / It's good to know where your journey ends...
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Date: 2011-06-30 04:23 am (UTC)All the sons and daughters spinning 'round the world / Away from their family and friends...
He has the general idea of what he's got to do ahead of him. He'll just think about it all later. When there's time. When it's safe.
But as the world gets older and colder / It's good to know where your journey ends...