It was in another harmony,
it was in another time,
when our bodies found themselves,
constantly intwined.
It was in another harmony,
it was in a time before, or after ours,
that the the time would slow down for hours,
just waiting to unwind. Back before the ticks of time,
and before the progression of such,
we made our home in the solid,
projection of a life,
we hoped to have.