When we lose and can't find
to be consoled is sweet to the mind
I want to know how to do it!
Must i wait to feel the heat?
My love, my heart!
Your mind is heavy
-yes, i can feel it.
'Cos our worlds have come to match
Your voice shakes,
From the terror of the bland rogues.
Soon you'll climb the ropes,
Of what life brings to bring you hope.
Everything for a reason,
this you should know.
Just like a season,
times like this will blow
-and the sun will shine again.
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