A hundred years it seems since we had to dive away,
Watched the home driven bird find it\'s way,
Treasured our flight together,
I enjoyed the weather,
Through troubles of the rain and sun,
It\'s all better in the long run,
We got lost in the the painful fall,
I became a monster, the constructor of the wall,
The simplistic warped reality of my opined causality,
January was marked by tragedy,
No one expected any of what we had made,
Our flight makes my passion cascade,
And we will never fade,
And when we awake,
We will nest together, we\'ll get through the pain,
Does it have to wait?
Your song I will always appreciate,
Just like everything you create, it makes me elevate,
My song bird,
We may take flight but someday, together, we\'ll release our doves,
We love, let\'s show each other how much,