My dear heart,
You're falling short
Can't you hold a little longer?
With your every beat,
The rhythms repeat,
The chorus is just around the corner.
I wish to see the birds fly,
Through the pink sky,
Past those mountain springs,
And the tinniest of things,
I didn't appreciate before.
The bells are ringing,
The heaven doors are swinging
Welcoming my soul's exit from the world.
This is where the old song completes,
You may now stop your beautiful beats.
For eternal bliss has finally arrived,
Oh my dear heart you have indeed thrived.
I'm truly grateful for your presence,
Which gave the old song its true essence.
