I walk through the mountains
Alone
I look to the east
Something is pulling

I walk through the forest
Alone
A memory stirs
Something is missing

I walk along the river
Alone
A tear escapes
Someone is out there

I walk through the city
I see you
My heart leaps
It all falls into place

We walk through the rain
Together
The world makes sense
Everything is right

Penned by my hand on the 18th of Sarapin, in the year 889 AF.