Familiar to me, did you cross over an eternity

We're both so alone, a warmth that we'd never known

So stay with me, before our world starts crumbling

 What was the start of all this?

When did the cogs of fate begin to turn?

Perhaps it is impossible to grasp the answer now,

From deep within the flow of time...

But, for a certainty, back then

We loved so many, yet hated so much,

We hurt others and were hurt ourselves

Yet even then, we ran like the wind,

Whilst our laughter echoed,

Under Cerulean skies...