In the morning we ran with the sun fresh in our eyes. We knew no reading of time.
Together we bathed in the rainfall and we washed our skins clean. And each night when the orange sun fell from our eyes, we found music in the streams. A broken moon echoed our songs while we lay with our mother. And we heard the earth turn, scratched the surface and found our belonging, never quite assuming her colour.
I with the sad eyes, you with the ruined smile, we licked (kissed) the face of heaven, tasted nothing. I with the sad eyes, you with the ruined smile, we lost our hands in the earth where we graved our dead.
Our dreams never found each other, all the angels' wings were clipped.
We took a stone from the water and fell from tune. We tore the trees from the ground and wept with every rainfall. We clawed at each others' eyes and tore the hair from our heads. We bled so hard we could no longer stand. We cried for each other and we cried for ourselves.