So It Burns

If you and I are meant to die
By tomorrows gleaming moon
Could I have your feeble hands?
And together walk-a-new

If our eyes are to adjoin a line
Cast about the midnight sky
Could I have your feeble hands?
To calm the aching night

If the stars should alight the heavens
To leave the horizon forever blind
Could I have your feeble hands?
To confide my disquiet mind

If you and I are meant to die
By tomorrows gleaming moon
Could I have your feeble hands?
And together mock at doom