D ays pass by, nights
A re kaleidoscopes,
R emember their tilted reflection
I  llusions, illusive patterns
N othing breathes that doesn't
G ive solitude worry

Y onder yellows seek blue, bringing
O bstructed views and
U nadulterated excuse

T etering
O n the

B rink of ambition where
E vents give wisdom and

G rasping your passion will
R ight the wrong
E ventually everything
A ssures a
T imeless song