Holding Your Arm, Hands Clenched Tight
Looking to the stars we begin to take flight.
Across the Universe we roam.
Our surreal life has found the perfect home.
Trust between the beats of our hearts
Lets avoid death,
become Inseparable to start.
Sizzling foam on top of the sea,
is the song assuring the pieces fit snugly.
A man on the street
sings songs to his love.
She lives miles away
from his local train station.
The wind carries her voice from coast to coast.
As it reaches his lonely ears,
tears fall onto the strings of his vintage guitar.
Together they wander the pathways of their city.
Hoping to find the eyes that search for theirs.
What a painful love.
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