I feel by now we should have both moved on, but man, we’re still part of each others song,
At each others sides, throughout the lows, throughout the highs,
Apart for so long now, to still be in touch is a question of, how?
Or maybe it’s more of a why? To delve into the universe’s plan though, is to pry,
So we’ll just ride this train, one more stop, until the end, or never again.