And the planets move as I touch your back,
And the stars go out as I tip my hat.
Will I kiss those hands as we fade to black?
So say us - there will it end.
And we'll fill our ship with the days and years,
Our own funeral pyre on a sea of tears,
And we'll watch that light 'til it disappears.
So say us - there will it end.
And the trees will grow where we used to lie,
And our children's names will be washed away,
But the sky looks down on another day.
So say us - there will it end.