Under a parched sky and its unforgiving sun
I searched through the tallgrass plains
for a sign our work is done
and I will languish in your Serengeti rains
Under an arched sky and Cassiopeia's stars
we searched through the unwelcomed pain
for a sign of life on our dying Mars
and to anguish in its inviting rains
Under the cloud towers we made our pact
before our souls would part again
for a sign to remember a love intact
where we will dance forever in the rain
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