Coming down and along, love of mine
We will always remain interwined
Adrift in the rush of blood to our heads
And filling our guts like butterfly nets
And torn at the seam, we won't forget
And every now and again
A passerby will remind me of you And You of I
And knit in our hearts is all we have left
A tapestry hung of memories kept
That we can't unweave and we can't forget
Sew the fibers of our pride
Wept the current from our eyes
Empty canvas painted white
We lead only parallel lives

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