My oblivion melts into
A rare harmony with you
When I look at your face
I decide I should live again
Momentarily so, every suffering
Becomes worth questioning
Beacon of infinite hope, light
You have always been a reason
My life had no choice but to be bright
Or at least, not to give up the fight
I love you much, as such
You remind me of my significance
Which is not a relevant song
But a necessary contingence
One I never thought of
As if someone knew, I\'d need a hand
To continue this tedious dance.
-Al