He was the rock of old Carved and faced Land of the cross Drawn and traced She of silk and lace Soft as night A crescent moon Bathed in light Who would dare tear them apart? Who would try to halve this heart? How can we stand To hold up a man To choose in his hand Between two grains of sand How can we turn To violence and burn Forgot all we've learned To darkness return It's been told before I'll tell it again How jealousy struck And hate did gain To plunder once Once and for all This cherished pearl Till sorrow falls They stole in and crept like thieves A murder buried under autumn leaves Too pure to shine In this world of sighs Of butchers and crimes Of laws and lies But something of their love will remain In the frozen drops of winter's rain They're above us, there is no doubt There is a light that won't go out