Come take a walk with me,
We'd walk past that shadowed hill,
The one made of rocks and trees,
The one that looks like folded black paper,
Against the purply black midnight sky,
You see him journey, a seeking longing,
You see her weary, a hopeful waiting,
He wants to believe, to believe so deeply,
She's breathes to her heart,a "keep still" weakly,
To walk tomorrow, to leave today,
To stay in tomorrow, with today here,
To have the mind above the day,
And forget, the moment that matters is right here,