Hill's to rely upon
Acts and a baring song
Taken with the wind, asking all along
If a raging mind to attune, is a calming we found...

Sinking feeling's all around?
The friendship of a heavenly music
Hope and truth, to deliver ourselves expounded
Has the silence of a careful assassin, keeping the tragic...

Patiently we peek...
Life in lore's embrace, adding the ear
Of pomposity, recreated before us, we need?
Contemplation is a whole price for questions we endear?

Tired and frustrated, the talk of an ignoble tongue...
We found, in the beat and reverb, of commotions
That have seen the yearn of yet, our tomorrow
In the hands of a bespoken parody of conscience, for out portion?

Portrayal we find, is a future with common host's?
Life in the limelight of our conceded may, we avidly
Introduce a realm of course and sobriety, as if a leering most
To pose an accusation, void matters we sought, timidly...?

Heartburn, and a fish to remember the time...
Acquired succinct and a memory for sulk, which knows, sodden
Pertinent demonstration of the hair of a head, as if a tear trying
Was the only muse of distance and a world's ease, the snake we are fighting?

Limbs that accrue a finish in the doting we find, vexing
Is a relationship of fire, ice and imitation
The burden we accustom to an open eye, we say is selecting
A reach of habit before harmony, harmony entranced with alienation?

Poison we can, live with?
Have and to hold, the curiosity of empathy yet, like a star to still...
In the way and strength of a psyche, to realize our considered bliss
Of when we're, the tale of mete and measure, taken the time for its own hell?