melancholic
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If you can, sunshine, look up at the sky.
There you'll see stars, and this all will pass by.
Our world is on fire, but just hold on tight.
I'll sing to you, sugar. Our last lullaby.
I see the melancholy in your eyes,
You may be smiling, but in your eyes
The pain in your past still haunts you.
It’s something so dark,
Enchanting and hard to remark
From the beginning to the end,
Not even the brightest of humans will comprehend.
It’s something so dark,
Sung with the dullest spark
I'll stop loving you when the diamonds no longer sparkle
and the fire doesn't burn
And the water doesn't freeze when the temperature is low
When my bones no longer snap
And my eyes no longer see
