In coded exchange, it began
When I was mining the stars
I never expected one to fall
For the sake of my lustful little song
And we covered high ground
I swore I gave myself to you
Might be that you stole me instead
Now we'll stand stronger than Atlas
The moons have come and gone
Illuminating seven origins
Our words fade into colour
There's no end to new beginnings
Not with you
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