Should tomorrow cease to rise
The whole of a life, looking back,
Through mind's eye and memory
The whole of your life a soundtrack

Each hour most loudly heard
The saddest times weigh heavy
But all the songs of your black bird
Should feel light and ready

Never linger down too long
And listen to each your living song
The whole of your life infallible
Here where our souls are malleable

Never linger down too long
Here where every song become
One : Listen with all your being
Two :Awe and look deep with feeling...

Here where Love is malleable.
We hearts of clay still beating.