Between us and this dying world Are conversations and stuttered words That we left in the hands of midnight breeze I float in your laughter, too light to be weighed down by my fears We lay under this sea of stars Pointing into the sky Casting nets into this galaxy of dreams Calloused hands caress this wind As stories pour out of our limbs And we wash away yesterday's storm Waiting for the sun to rise Basking in the terracotta sky Asleep against the coolness of the ground Smiles still remnant on our face And in all this was a heavy heart That you pulled out from my chest Held it in your palm as you slept And I existed in your ease