"We live for the one,
We die for the one."

Upon shouting these words I knew not
that we'd arrive upon this ledge.
So horribly the fates twisted this plot,
although we made our pledge.

Those words of the solemn oath
made my darkest hours echo on,
and in my darkest hours growth
again and again, you were gone.

I memorized the times we had,
I memorized them all,
still I see you, golden-clad,
the way your curls, they fall.

I memorized the words you said
upon our passions peak,
and the afterscape of your small bed
as we sailed down the creek.

Last winter, a cold and windy eve
I met a man on a *****,
his words I could not believe,
they held a fragile hope.

"They rumour of a ledge of myth."
This is what the stranger said.
"According to my kin and kith
it can even revive the dead."

I left my home that very night,
left chanting goodluck charms.
Travelling through pain and plight,
I carried you in my arms.

My lifes longest turn of a year
I tread throughout this land.
Then finally I knew - "I am here."
and laid you on the sand.

With all the love I have for you
I let go of the promise so untrue,
I forgot my oath of Rangers pride
and laid down right by your side.

"Hear now Gods my true pledge,
my essence in love I give!
I give my life on this ledge
so that she shall live!"

I knew the stranger had not lied
I felt it in every part,
so with my last breath I tried
to tell what is in my heart

"I cannot deny, I will not fight
against these tides so blue,
we might say We Live For the one,
but now I die for You"