Shattered Aria

We built our house on summer sand

Believing it would hold

You held my life inside your hand

But the warmth has turned to cold

Now the keys are out of tune

And the strings have pulled apart

We sang our song a day too soon

Now we play a broken part

The winter wind came far too fast

To sweep away the stage

Nothing we composed could last

Upon this final page

We had the notes

We had the rhyme

But we ran out of time (ahhhh)

Our final cadence fading low