As you lay yourself down,
your face lights up my mind;
I toss and I turn,
listening to nothingness.
There is meaning,
even if it is meaningless;
The clutching yearning
to feel no pain,
so far away from truth.
Prancing among the clouds,
tempting me with fruit.
Cos one day you'll fly away,
having been my guest so right.
And my mind would see the day,
as if it was only a single night.
So rest your face on mine
even if it is just momentary,
I'll walk beside you in time,
Forever, through eternity.
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