When are words folly, truth are said
Promises given, sweet and true
Each heartbeat drummed, each breath exhaled
For you, for only you.

But when the sun rose, unveiled my eyes
How far the ocean is, how high the mountain
What may be waiting, what may be in lies
You keep in your bosom, too afraid to question.

What you thought the land, are oceans peace
No efforts can turn water to rock and earth
Yet no feet can tread on this
Save only in dream, or in mirth.

Then we question can it be undo
Should nobility prevail, or truth be parted
Should we die knowing our words are true
Or die with no regret in heart?

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