Our Dance It goes On

[Tim Hamrick]

So beautyfull are your eyes.
They surely are my demise.

Your beauty to never behold.
Our story lives forever untold.

We only know our way.
The others think we are insane.

How can two broken hearts?
Dance like this living in such pain.

How do they dip and sway?
With the abyss not far away.

As the bones of others crumble away.
Beneathe our feet, they break and fade.

Our sweet music continues to play.
Our song is the dead souls parade.

All those sad souls, sound like chimes.
As our dance goes on through the ruins
of time.