Someone

On someday

Will look at you and think

They would hate to live in a universe You didn’t exist in

Windows exist

And pianos play tunes

To celebrate

How beautiful that is

Not even time Can measure how much love Is here for you

And so we learned how to write

And so we learned how to speak

And built pianos

And windows

We are the flood trying to reach each other What can stop the water we are made Of?