He went out with the tide, they say

She set with the sun

Romantic nonsense

As if death would wait

Your life is the tide

And nothing can keep it from ebbing

Your soul is the sun

And it will set when it’s time

Your heart is the moon

And will wane just as surely

As the candles of your eyes

Will gutter and fail

Sun rises on a new land

Where tide flows in

Moon is always full

And candle light burns forever bright

Heaven waits for you

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