#the relevant parts are visible. steve and danny dying. champagne

[five-wow]

yesterday i was working on a cross stitch project while absently listening to music (in a playlist i made myself, no less) and last night of the world by bruce cockburn started playing, and that was fine, and then it reached the chorus and my head shot up like a rabbit who heard rustling in the bushes:

If this were the last night of the world What would I do? What would I do that was different Unless it was champagne with you?

because. because-

i mean. i mean???