in times of doubt, golden moments arise and glisten in the light
the shine of life is the testament to time being right

my fantasies are running rampant, as always
the beauty of the northern coast and the absolute cold
steer me to forests not so far away
god bless the evergreen and god bless me

the teeth on my verbiage are biting through the thick air here
they can bite with such tremendous force
but they’ve never been trained to hurt
they do that on their own

these teeth will be free with the streams and trees in the state of evergreen
they won’t need to bite through such thick air
they won’t remember how to hurt
they will learn to swallow you whole