On The Morning of the Revolution

On the morning of the revolution
I looked into your eyes
As chaos raged around
It’s you and and me against the world now
You and me,
dancing in the street
Standing our ground.

We ranged across the urban wasteland
as the sun begins to rise
and nothing made a sound
you and me in burning the desert
you and me,
no fear of defeat
with fire in our souls

Half a world away from the revolution
Lying under alien skies
with wonder all around
I look at you and sleep contented
Still you and me
unbowed and complete
in each other’s arms

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