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She saw, she said
the coming of the end
when I would look into her dead eyes
or she in mine and what to find.
Two bodies as cold as snow
both our hearts as still as stone
and memories long forgotten
our treasure thrown away
Now, my love, be it at ry cost
we must love now - or be forever lost.
Let us grab these seconds
these minutes and these hours
with both our hands
squeeze what we can from these moments
into our thirsting hearts
before time's hands tear ours apart
Heartbeats trap us in time
lost within these moments
between each thumping pound
it's all the distant sound from you and I.
She saw, she said,
the loosing of a friend
when she would look into my dead eyes
to know my mind - and what to find.
Lost to this world!
