Although I don't hold true the force

A Broken core may never mend

But Seen have we - that light may end

And dreams are always washed away



Escape the pain - for another day

Inside this way - and for the norm - call to conform

And on we force the mind - to shine of mother earth

Here, what is best - to let our mother never rest



Can I ever hold the hand

What drought has caught and killed again

Always hope for this

Always dry is where it ends

Enflamed in lust and drive to touch

Released from lightness heights

Fell did our heart

Poured forth at last (our buried trust)