World made well.

This is the world we made
When the sweet opened my eyes
And the salt bit deep your tongue.

This is the sun that shines down,
And here comes the rain.
There is the sea we swam in,
And here is the sand.

These are the clothes we stood in,
And left where they fell down.
This is the bed we loved in;
There are the clothes we lived in,
And left where they were.
This is the summer knowledge
That is all we’ll require
To face what will follow.

This is the world that remains
From the start
Now that time of our lives has
Gone back to its place,
And all that is mine is yours.