I tell a tale of a far away land
Where we are to be joining a big brass band
The weather their changes like a cocoon
With you by my side I feel over the moon
Change is everywhere, comfort out of our range
With you by my side, I have nothing to fear, for nothing is strange
Like a tense horror I hold back from turning the page
On to this new chapter
I wonder will it be happily ever after?
This new life of ours is so daunting
Yet there are no spectres to do their haunting
Nothing in our closets, no skeletons to bare
This friendship that we have is so very rare
So when all is said and done
And we see the setting of the sun
Lets rejoice in the music of the big brass band
Where we dance on the sandy beeches of our far away land.
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