2005
We know not what was meant,
When we said the things we say.
We know not what was said,
When we turned our backs away.
We know not why we spoke,
When before speaking we thought not.
We know not why we lied,
When deception makes souls rot.
We know not what we'll say,
When the time to go has come.
We know not how we'll feel,
When good-byes are said and done.
But there is one thing we know.
What will survive of us is love.
