Let me be put to rest, With your hand in mine... Let me be put to rest, With your hand in mine...

I hope there comes a sunset, Where you'd be holding my hand... I hope there comes a sunset, Where you'd be holding my hand...

The sky doesn't need to shine, The sky doesn't need to shine,

I stand there, On the roof of the world... I stand there, On the roof of the world...

And wield a sword against the world with the other... And wield a sword against the world with the other...

A tapestry called a poem. A tapestry called a poem.