Where there is no sky
There is no air
There is no breath
It'll be only us
When there is no sound
There is no song
There is no voice
'tis only us
When invents are dead
There is no car
There is no bus
'tis only us
Threading on no train
Or even a plane,
Against all odds on a white horse
'Tis only us.
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Very simply stated, Through everything there is only us! Short, sweet and to the point, I like it! Thank you for sharing. RoseAnn