Interwoven
Now we’ve moved mountains,
Now we’ve split seas,
And with the next sunrise
We’ll take down the trees.
We’ll wash out the village,
We’ll strike down the clouds,
We’ll flip up the skyline,
And pull in the crowds.
They’ll watch us in wonder,
They’ll ask us, they’ll plea,
How we have made this
With such certainty.
We’ll answer them swiftly,
No doubt in our minds,
“There’s no limit to power
When love intertwines.”
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