Uncultivated, wild they bare their all,
By natures careful hand brought forth with love...

If I could turn the hands upon my clock the other...
and move both you and I back to another day...

In other worlds and other times would
my heart sing a song of love...

Slowly awakes the dawn,
Her chorus, spilling out in notes of joy...

Peace shattered as grey stones
lay amongst the grass, their...

The world looks so much better
When I’m hanging upside down...

Once again our hearts are broken,
Once again we mourn in loss...

In fading shadow swiftly spent
is wrapped this heart against the world...

Hollow of soul
And hollow of heart...

There,
a sigh, a soft remembered sound...

An End
Standing high upon this edge...

Look at me.
No, really see...