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She walked into a garden in September,
the pain of life so heavy on her brow.
Her last smile she could not even remember,
and she took the shortest breaths her lungs allowed.

A teardrop slowly creeping down her visage,
the trees and flowers wept in harmony.
She had no bottle to send out her message,
and her ship had long since shattered in the sea.

Time is standing still, but you move forward.
Outside of space, you've got no place to go.
And your molecules are nestled in this ordinary vessel.
With no compass, your sunshine turns to snow.

October came and saw the leaves all withered —
a dying ember painted orange and brown.
But a voice cried out, "My love, you must come hither.
Hold onto me and I won't let you drown."

Time is standing still, but we move forward.
Outside of space, we’ve got no place to go.
And our molecules are nestled in these ordinary vessels.
With no compass, our sunshine turns to snow.
With no compass, our sunshine turns to snow.