My love,
What a life we have lived thus far.

We have enjoyed the glowing water of youth,
We have felt disdain for the ways of the world and its people.

We have kissed pretty girls
And learned so much about the music of nature.

We have tasted the bitter treat of America,
And we have squandered the blessing of life in fits of rage and spite.

But all the while, we have kept close a compass and map
We have not turned away from the sweet gift that begs a song of call and return.

I was so scared I'd fall apart before I had a chance to tell you what I have been longing to say.

And now, sitting across from painful heads who do not understand me,
I turn from them.

I see that we stand a chance,
To stake a claim
To write a song
To muster a call that shakes the hearts of men
That call which has always been inside me

It gained pace in campfires with brothers
It was tried strong in the fire of coarse punishments
And now it rests within me
Looking for a means to escape into the tense, waiting air

Do not take this from me now.

Because I love you so dearly, so tenderly
And I live to protect you with this body all day and every night
And I just want bennu to shine.