Lyrics

Someone told him, early on, that he should talk to her, imagining she could hear. At first it seemed a bit crazy but it grew on him and he grew to need it. What he needed now and so often did was to ask her forgiveness. “I’m so sorry, little sweetheart”, he’d say, his eyes welling with tears. What even he couldn’t imagine was how much she did hear. In the dream, he fell to his knees before her, but she lifted him up. The night sky opened above them. She crawled into his lap as they looked at the stars. And she whispered something in his ear. She also wrote it on his arm. “Our Oneness,” she told him, looking intently into his eyes, speaking with urgency and conviction, “Our Oneness Can Never Be Erased”.