When worlds come crashing,
And seas start drying,
I'll know.
I'll know that our once frivolous love,
That was so fun and carefree,
Is over.
The fun times and selfish acts can no longer be done.
Why?
Well the world is crashing and the seas are drying with us,
My dear,
in its wake,
And with that our love.
But that simply doesn't mean it has to end...
It means,
With the world and the sea,
We will go out with a bang.
A bang so profound,
That the only thing that's remembered is us and our selfish, careless devotion to each other.
Our love, to put it simply, will be the only thing worth remembering.
So,
My dear,
A toast,
To us and ourselves.
May we go out with all that our love's worth.