When our love was born, 
The Earth was torn 
By such things 
We rang out like horns 
On Austrian morns 
In the spring 
The sounds that we made 
Endlessly fade 
Like a curse 
And now you and the wine 
Have become intertwined 
And that's worse 
We wasted our youth 
On dramatic half-truths 
That were wrong 
But the warmth of the sun 
Was keeping us young 
For so long 
And with this next line, 
Everything's fine 
In the end: 
There are increments of time 
So complex and refined 
That they bend 
The whole summer grieves, 
We're watching the leaves 
As they fall 
And you're violin strings 
And wonderful things 
For us all 
And you and the wine 
Have become intertwined 
And that's worse 
Than trying to find 
A part of a mind's 
Dying verse
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