draft of an Amy and Eleven song I’m working on, based off of that breathtaking scene in The Power of Three. hope you like what I have so far! I’m not ready to say goodbye to the Ponds. :(
your’e all grown up
and all moved out
you have a life for yourself
can’t decide if you want to paint
in colorful or shades of graydon’t talk about your feelings
keep them safely tucked inside
we’re alike, you and II took your hand and held on tight
your fingers wrapped through mine
it’s a rare occasion but it’s so rightI’m coming home
before I watch you fade
I’m running to you
before you run away
thought I’d tell you how I feel
before you go and I’m
all alone my dear
all alone my dear
it will never cease to amaze me how series five Amy looks so young compared to series seven Amy
Okay, I’m not going to say he’s the Master as many people are doing, since that theory has been thrown about since 2005 for every male character, and it’s getting a little boring. So lets ignore that theory for a moment. Here’s a list of things that don’t quite add up about Mr. Pond.
Maybe it’s because he has an extra thousand years in that head of his? Or maybe he actually did die a long time ago, and what’s with us now is a shell, like a star that blew up a long time ago but we’re still seeing it exploding.
