The thread of us, once spun so bright,
Where does it now reside?
Each dream I held, a whispered light,
Tied to your dreaming tide.
Though shores of shared delight recede,
And pathways drift apart,
Memories like a balm concede,
A courage to restart.
We'll touch a sky, a fresh embrace,
But still, that thread, so fine,
The echo of our time and space,
Where, oh, where does it entwine?
Where is that thread?
The thread of you and mine.
Though shores of shared delight recede,
And pathways drift apart,
Memories like a balm concede,
A courage to restart.
We'll touch a sky, a fresh embrace,
But still, that thread, so fine,
The echo of our time and space,
Where, oh, where does it entwine?
Where is that thread?
The thread of you and mine.
That thread, where is it now?
The thread of you and mine.
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