Remember the all, is more
Whether and ancient fashion, to a welling night
Reality see's your moment, and it's sore
Kind, if not keep of silent right's

Shall we advance, to the imagination
Of a creed, in the stir we have selected
For a friend in need, and a seldom seen
Marvel of conscience to what a mind reflected

Playing in the storm, we had our commotion
True to times and harbored thought, feel the nerve of the world...
Shadows and spice, and everywhere with a fellow to question
Is a looking ought, or is a walking with it's decision, asking us to word...?

A song by God?
Thread and honor's impression, with a callous stone
To enable the redoubt of a coolly made heed for laud
Sent to is and issues, and isn't and isolation, without a being home?

Yearn and show the worth of a new friendship, we are here...
To be bold, and brash, the benign rational of a hopeful candor
To enrich a momentary lapse of understanding in the vote, of we're
The clash of simply the service to an ideal, with a wish's harmony