To find your love to find your life
first you must hold the lock and key.
Your mind may grow nettled and grey.
The shadows may make it mundane.
Yet at the heart the dreams remain.
In the alley it's all the same.
So go now, be joyful and lame.
Let the velvet touch guide the way.

Wait in rest for the bramble's branch.
Idly stir while scar tissue forms.
Get on your knees and pray for light.
Hold your hands to the sunlight's warmth.

May your dreams inspire envy.
May your worries drown with joy.
May your love warm the daylight's gaze.
May your future withstand the rain.