Let you and me sit in the dark glen of misery
And play the sad and bitter, symphony of loss
Let you and me pluck the strings of our tired hearts
And carve our names in wet green moss
Let you and me sit under the old bent trees
And collect the pieces of sun on bent knees
Let you and me think of passion spent and gone stale
And recollect broken dreams, faded and already pale
Let you and me cry and scream our hearts out
And try to fill in the cracks left behind by drought
Let you and me hold each other tightly under the stars
And find solace in intimacy which was never ours
Let you and me say farewell to love, forget all dross
And play the sad and bitter, symphony of loss
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