For a time
We looked to each other
Like two sticks
Glued together
Never did we think
It end up like this
Destined to be
A piece of distance
The whispers in the trees
Never move seas
It'll be our love
For those days
That brightness invades
We shelter
And tell our tales
This is how
We came to be
And this is why
They are the enemy
The whispers in the trees
Never move seas
It'll be our love
Where we'll see
A Solar Device I Wanted in 1998
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