I am weak as the sand, as you're taking my hand
Mulling over the times 'cause I'm the maleable kind
Pressing each of my fingertips with intervals here
Folding over like clay as you knead the austere
We were always in love, and always means further than
The now we know is occurring, and what we know is the end
I am falling apart but you say that's alright
'Cause all you need is a beating heart to get through the night

We were always the ones who took a good look around
Heads higher than clouds, but with our feet at the ground
Surveying the world through the eyes of the paired
This is our love, something no one else shares

I held hands with the sun and he said to me
"Why feel you've lost him when you've got memories?"
And those thoughts are so bold they could make their own lives
Have their own kids
Start pointless fights
Pay their own bills
Make their own way
Just like, the memories that we'll make someday.