O me, oh my

The scent of burning sandalwood
beside the people’s transcribe

Not a care is given
By the by and by

Good god
Bad god

Sometimes it’s felt like more than enough

Doors are closing
Faster then you think

Move swiftly
Life’s a briefly drifting breath

And to all those who have believed
I’m more than enough assured of

Everly after’s awe-inspired day