And cotton curtains glow a worn orange
That is when I'll take you close
Time will be our friend
While light is in the sky
Treasure is before our eyes
The cascades of a reflective city
The gently loved truth of a small apartment
What little that we own
Comes together to make a life
The last rays of sun makes us whole
Completes the last part of the picture
The sun will drop out of sight and sigh upon the horizon
Leaving otherworldly greens and blues
But these colours of disquiet that hover in the sky
Cannot pierce our cotton curtains
Candles become our little suns
That illuminate our world
A bed that is too small for two
Because it's made for one
Together when the day is done
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