We've finally hit those minor tunes
We've finally reached the dissonance
But you’re the only person who
Could penetrate my fortresses
Though the frightened part of me
Wants to break free and run,
You’ve become the heart of me;
So let’s stick to our guns.
Catastrophes will often land
To shift our laid foundations
Tectonic plates can’t understand
The thrill of our elation
It’s in the darkness that we find
Our way back to each other
It’s in the storm, it’s in the grind
When we’re assured we’re lovers
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