Hannah

Is love a trap, a penance, a fault 

Split open by an earthquake 

From the core of our hearts 

A man-made hazard, 

A calamity waiting to be spawned 

In the breath of a greeting, the wink of an eye 

It's the beginning of the end; destiny's war cry 

Like Mercutio's Verona 

Our world is inhospitable 

Set upon the waste of that spark, that flash 

To kindle a great fire of two lovers' scorned desires 

Then quench it in a swift deluge 

Of storm-stirred waters. 

Yet the ocean is still churning, 

The Earth still is dynamic 

So don't think we can clean this up with one sponge, dammit