Intellect in love
The night rains, too true not to be
A here and now, new and heard with us
Use and method's share, in a shadow to conceive

A star saying hello, to you
Wishes with old shoes, the toe of recourse
Ready to save, only the biding of who
Is to be a charisma sent, to resolve a question of force

Play, say we
The irony of purpose among lead, to tell a story
Of found eyes in their ulterior dreams
Pride and privilege, that has the count of worldly...

Sports of love and chances...
Spite in a tail spin, the curiosity of challenged vice
Sating the now, with a nature to breed the romances
With a callous form, that saw our truth, is a wish to wizen...

Long times with need, to remember a simple choice
Same sides of redoubt, and the inclement perception
Of a name so void of continuation, that willed a voice
To life with a couth and its accuser, love in its since

A long journey to nothing, more than life itself
Where rains of despondency have it to say, come with me
To a champions stare, and by the salt of a cough, of wealth
In the times of people with, a lip for reaches, of anarchy