Our's
Look up at the moon, it’s mine, your’s, our’s.
Look at the stars and I look to
We see the same.
Grass here is grass there
But your’s is sweeter smelling.
River here is river there
But here it flows faster.
Look at the sun till it burns into your brain
It burns mine, too.
That dark spot that lingers in your vision is mine, your’s, our’s.
