When the End comes will you walk with me?
Under blistered skies
When the End comes will you walk with me?
beneath fruiting bodies
When it comes I'll offer my hand
there will be no more lies
When it comes I'll offer my hand
will you come walk with me?
Maybe 'across' fruiting bodies? Beneath would so messy...
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