we've been young in all we've done
the seven seas are ours
the cities ache for us
we've blessed their lives enough with love
to walk away so cold is grief unending
the stitches warm the wound under my brow
a needless disdain held held over me
but you've been my strength
i will meet you across the surge
in places far from home
without a soul to curse our love
to walk away so cold is grief unending
the stitches warm the wound under my brow
but you've been my strength all of my days
a delicate refrain
draw near to me
let the world fall softly away
if only for a moment
let them all behold our love
we've left this place with more than we found here
and i myself am bettered by your tears