It can be a poem, but everytime I read it, a very melancholy/acoustic rhtymn pops up. |
When mountains prop up When tears dry up When the rivers flow When flowers grow When the moon shines And the sun glowers That is us Together in love When our smiles are bright When we hold each other tight When we forget about the fights And we forget about the smite When the cold is warm again And the rain and tears end That is us Together in love When the clouds and mist never clear When hate is very sheer When ire is near When happiness is pierced When our throws are fierce When we're haunted by our tender fears That is us In severed love When the stars have refused to shine When we're walking around, suddenly blind When emotions wind Into grief and whines When the mountain's sheet of earth turns into haze When our utopias fades And we're hiding in shade That us is In severed love If we have to tread through it all Through every grackle's call As its sable feathers fall I will be next to you Will you be next to me, Standing tall? If we're grounded by obstacles If reality seems optical If we should falter, Left to crawl on the rocks of Gibraltar I will be next to you No matter what, no matter what There will be no severed love |