Undone tomorrows
A guaranteed break of silence
A guitar alive on the radio
Where has a holy night been?

Under the tongue
And loving it
The turn of salt into heroism
And the catch of day, on our whit:

Pennys dance when kissed, like hardier
Futures in the round, of a lifetime...
Seen by any eye, that will give it a star
A host of adroitness, that has its soul for rhyme

Silence that was...
A heart found success, that completes a rise
Of the land to the ire's we discuss
Dust to dust, and the must of our lives...

Under the covers...
With a universes smile
In hopeful corners, the virginity of a fury, made lovers
Of another privileged season of life, all the while...

A halt here of seen problems, pronouncing itself a sanity
With an hour found in the eyes of being, a stare of promise
And succinctly the truth in a voice, to complete a shared vanity
To consider all and else, in a heaven's way, a kind of wish to rise...