Do not spite or despise, your lost soul mate
Who ate a bowl of lies, and seems to ignore fate
One cannot recognize, that the time is too late
With dark closed eyes, the blind walk straight

Do not let fear turn to hate, fore everyone dies
But to walk through that heavenly gate
And see bottomless all you can eat cheese fries
I pray thy smell that pristine, holy bait
Follow that Cartoon window trail of fresh pies
Wind blew, to find another empty plate

Maybe the taste would have helped you realize
To take a chance, and go on that date
Rooftop dance to ourselves reaching new highs Spanish guitar, sangria, a perfect state
The immaculate view of you in perfectly lit skies
That night was only ours to celebrate.  

But alas the air is full of my cries
Time’s heart beats at a rapid rate
I can hear the angel’s loud sighs
Maybe we don’t all deserve great  

Lest you forget fortune will favor he who tries
So if you wake up today with that blank slate
Live YOUR right way and no doubt you’ll Rise
To the highest place, where no one has to wait