Violent Fervor

(...with violent fervor my love will find you.
In ways unexpected, my love will come.
With zealous devotion I will seek you out...)

In the shadow of the past my mind dwells.
In the dark memories, the light still lives.

(...with violent fervor my love will find you.
In ways unexpected, my love will come.
With zealous devotion I will seek you out...)

What is there to do but to think and drink.
What is there to do but to walk and talk.
One day, as those old do, we will reflect and advise
One day, as days pass, we will recollect and wonder.

(...with violent fervor my love will find you.
In ways unexpected, my love will come.
With zealous devotion I will seek you out...)

Life continues through your pause.
The journey continues after the loss.
One day you will know of the words I speak.
One day you will know of the life I write of.

(...with violent fervor my love will find you.
In ways unexpected, my love will come.
With zealous devotion I will seek you out...)