I can see You walking towards Me.
I Choose to run into You
How Long will my Heart and my Head
Keep doing This.
The Sands of Time
move Slowly but Surely
Everything gets covered.
The Whites become Blacks.
Walls Crack and Crumble
Every Monument Standing Falls.
I could be close to Heaven
But even Heavens come Crashing Down.
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