Love, the Moon, Souls, and the Sun

Love, the moon, souls, and the sun:
All together and counted as one.
In the world in which we don't know,
Is where all these things may go.
This world is called a dangerous place,
Just thinking about it makes my heart race.
The moon is gone, the sun is here;
The sun is gone, the moon is near.
Love is gone but the soul remains,
Clouds appear: it begins to rain.
My heart is aching,
My soul is taking
Me to places I don't know.
Places I don't want to go.
Love, the moon, souls, and the sun,
In this world, are counted as one.

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