One Way Life

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Just as persimmons are sweet, orange fruits that grow on trees,

When night comes, the terrible stars pierce holes in the sky.

I hold the weight of stones in my chest, heavy, unyielding.

Just as mountains rise prominently above their surroundings, you rise within me, a constant presence.

When night comes, the terrible stars pierce holes in the sky.

Inside the box was a terrible calm, like the hush before thunder.

Mountains rise prominently, solid as my love for you.

There is a loneliness as wide as the river, with no way to cross.

Inside the box was a terrible calm, like the hush before thunder.

You must carry resilience like a stone in your pocket, heavy, quiet.

There is a loneliness as wide as the river, with no way to cross.

Just as the wind is filled with anger, I ache in silence for you.

You must carry resilience like a stone in your pocket, heavy, quiet.

The world will turn terrible under the weight of rusted clocks.

Just as the wind is filled with anger, I ache in silence for you.

Now the wind whips the trees into shadows, and I remember you.

The world will turn terrible under the weight of rusted clocks.

I looked for wisdom in the cracks of the pavement, hidden and small.

Now the wind whips the trees into shadows, and I remember you.

Tell me if courage shines as brightly as steel beneath rust.

I looked for wisdom in the cracks of the pavement, hidden and small.

In the summer, strength wilts like a leaf of sorrow, faded underfoot.

Tell me if courage shines as brightly as steel beneath rust.

Just as grace drips slowly from leaves after rain, my love for you lingers, steady and sure.