We walked hand in hand, On roads, Paved with flowers In colors we did not know.
We hatched a plan. We were going to start something new, something we had never done before. We’d leave the homes we knew, We’d start over, me and you.
We came to find, That we could only walk on flowers for so long, Before they were crushed beneath our wake. So we made, new roads Forged new towns. Raised new cities. Cities became sanctuaries. sanctuaries became nations. Then nations birthed ideals. From ideals grew prejudice From Prejudice grew competition, And in the pyres of faded glory, Chaos overran our kingdom. Riots broke out.
Hand in hand We watched As all that we created Was burned to the ground Reduced to rubble And ash
The lives that we had started, The people we had fostered, The dreams that we had built, Vanished with the smoke
You said that you could fix it You told me not to worry That all would be okay You would rebuild the cities, You told me you had to stay.
I returned the way we came, Melted in the safety Of my father’s arms Evaporated in the warmth Of my mother’s gaze
Now I watch you from the clouds Fall upon your face Roll down your cheek I am the rain, The river And the storm
Let me calm your waters Dowse your fire And keep you warm. I can’t stand To watch you burn like they did.