Somewhere in the world invisible time ticks by
Invincible from the last blind eye
She catches a breath from some hiccup in the night
And she worries that it was his last fight.
For a boy caught in the middle of the moon
He speaks fast
Feared for a pricked heart
That leads a version of an irrational life.
Swung in the beginnings of a father
Who lost his wrath on a beautiful daughter
Forgotten from a cold lie
That hid on the bottom of a sometimes sorrow.