[Eternal]

I know that someday you'll be sleeping, Darling,
likely dreaming off the pain.
I hope you'll hear me in the streetlight's humming,
softly breathing out your name.

I know that even with the seams stitched tightly, darling scars will remain.
I say we scrape them from each other, darling,
and let them wash off in the rain.
And when they run into the river, oh no, let the water not complain.

I swear that even with the distance, slowly wearing at your name,
Your hands still catch the light the right way and
Our hearts still beat the same.