If we’re separated by circumstances
or sudden disaster
Meet me at the Parthenon
I’ll be waiting patiently like some Greek master
I may be holding forth like Aristotle
but I’ll stop if I see you
so if fate comes between us
that’s what you should do
Go to the Parthenon
and in the shadow of ruined symmetry
the golden mean the columns
in the shadow of ancient mystery
I’ll be waiting there
I will wait forever and a day
for you to find me
at the Parthenon so far away
You can read an explanation of the origin of these lyrics here
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