(Based on the song Sara, by Fleetwood Mac)
Sara, you were the time from which I didn’t move away
You were singing, and I was moving in a dance
You were the wind, and I was the feather flowing
Waiting for the weather to stop and stoop kindly at my door
What is so gentle as a leaf falling to the floor, when it knows
We are all older, older than four score
When you lay the capstone of your edifice, call me home!
I am tired from reading every tome!
But calm as a night ready to fight for dawn, if you please!
Yet, the subject of fighting is getting to be a tease.
Sara, love is like a sky that is always dawning
You built an edifice with fences, but I didn’t keep away
I had a sword and a shield and I was always making my way!
There is no Rubicon, no burning bridges where I come from
No liquid mantle below the crust, but hidden strong stone
Do you think the brave should always die, Sara?
Are you dreaming Sara, am I in that dream, where you are my eternal bride?
Then should I tell you, dear Sara, please do swallow your pride!
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