And I awoke to a thought-
a particular trance
of books burning and a bishop in hand-
I dreamed, I did
perchance of love,
of creaking snow globes shattering from above.

And a mantle lit
a fire blazing-
I'll fill this void with my gazing.
No one asked your opinions so why do you speak?
A voice so small
A voice so weak
Thrown to the floor with the shattered glass

Are you free now?
Free alas?

I'm doubting this quietly,
Such a sight so sightly-
Enrapture my hands and
poison my plans,
But you'll never win
while you're waiting to begin.

The game is starting dear
now come,
gather your fears-
Kiss them goodbye, send them afloat
they're bringing you down,
your passions they choke.

So breathe in this warm air of delight
Please notice the beauty of the night-
Resplendent stars will relume your way,
and carry you through
the haze of a day.