All We Have ~ Philip Brent
In the wee small hours at noon one day
I turn on darkness; the sky grows bright
That night I polish the sun so it gleams
Each thing I do, simply because of you
I walk the widest ocean to swim uphill
Turn myself inside out, if you love me
Smash time’s hourglass, so please wait
Chat up death, decide what comes next
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