We’ll meet one last time tomorrow
to sign upon that dotted line
and what God once joined together
will be forever unentwined.
It’s the south side of tomorrow
no more friction, no more strife
break apart to come together
time to start a brand new life.
Still I think about our first year
when all our eggs were sun side up
and your morning smile made it clear
we more than filled our loving cup
It’s the south side of tomorrow
no more friction, no more strife
break apart to come together
time to start a brand new life.
Though the papers say no fault dear
we both know that’s not quite true
each affair would end with makeup tears
but we had new dreams to pursue.
It’s the south side of tomorrow
no more friction, no more strife
break apart to come together
time to start a brand new life.
We’ll meet one last time tomorrow
to sign upon that dotted line
and what God once joined together
will be forever unentwined.
Gone now the storm, we foundered on the shoreline
Two broken souls never met in a before time
Similar though distant we had spent our lives apart
You, in your beautiful, solitary world and me in unhappy mine
What conjures fate – a Greater Hand than we know or can conceive?
‘Tis dealt this deck, and shuffled pretty well
Do we then need to make sense of its randomness?
Unpick its mysteries, if you will?
A deck can be shuffled twice or thrice before we find our suit
Yet we are for pairing, all of us, we would find a soul to mate
Less we live a life unentwined,
Where a single heart has a single beat
Or disentwined - if mental anguish prevails - if the bond is too weak,
Or reentwined, as did find the tendrils from our lost souls and our hearts
How quickly they did grow in strength and bore fruits despite the season
We did not need a reason to explain what just union occurred
Cemented forever in the footprint of this world.
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