We lost the sun,
And we crawled through the caves.
Moons, empty globes
No falling snow, no silver glow

We lost the sun,
And the world fell apart
The star they never doubted
Shut away, now gone forever.

It was dawn and it was beautiful,
Every shade of the sky drowning out your words,
Drowning out your pain.

It was dawn and it was beautiful,
You forgot the demons lurking
And woke up.

We were the music, and no one heard it but us.

The drums were prancing in my chest, thumping in rapid fervour.
The violins carried the world on its shoulders,
The guitars brought him into the sky,
And the piano lifted me up to join him.

There was music in our hearts and music in ours bodies,
Spreading like a wave onto the shore,
His lips brushed against my skin, tasting like salt
I matched his beat with mine.

There was music in our hearts and music in our bodies,
Dancing around a hole of blue in a crisp nightingale's cry.
We sang with our crashing waves,
Yet, in the moment we embraced,

there was no music reaching our ears.

We were the music, and no one heard it but us.