Beauty sinks to the bottom.
The ship of dreams,
or so they say.
The unsinkable ship,
or so they say.
Love connects between them all.
There love was real,
in there hearts.
Never let go,
was what was said.
I promise it too.
Never did she let go,
until she was worm in her bed.
100 or so was her age.
Beauty was great,
it made her what she was today.
A beauty in song as well as you.
Bringing forth the beauty of her,
in her courage,
she found stranght,
to survie.
Love was what kepted her going.
But in the end was it worth it.
She had moved on from him,
or so it seemed.
And in the end he was there,
waiting for her.
Lovly as can be,
they will be together forever,
so will they be.
Peace and harmoney they'll stay,
forever and ever,
until this very day.