Over the music
I knew it
Was too good to be true
I thought that I heard you
Say, "Hello"

Oh,
Imagination

Under the tracers
Of lasers
You stood out peeking through
Auburn hair cast in blue
And yellow

Oh,
Anticipation

Are you hungry?
Are you lonely?
I feel you staring
Burning a hole right through
I know you're staring
Projecting those three words

Don't speak
Hush
Bare teeth
Rush
Grasp me, moaning, gasping
When I cut your lips for you
As we both leave to continue

Once before
Believers
Once before and again
Crossing with frigid wind
On shallows

If imagination taunts
Like holding haunts
I'll be broken down if I turn
If imagination taunts
While we still walk the wasteland
May we meet in the melt of rings
To find Spring