My Empire of the Sun
He has seen the bones of me
Whittle down
Into grains of lost sand
Has seen the heart of me
Collapse with the weight of our love
And still held my hand
Watched me journey
To so many dark places
Packed his bags and came too
Saw the struggles that ensued
When as I emerged beaten yet safe
He said 'I still love you'
He has understood me
When I have misunderstood myself
Forgiven the soul in me likely to come undone
There is no more a fitting tribute
Than to call him
My Empire Of The Sun.....
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