Oh nightmare, let me sleep!
I’ll awake anew,
Without these tattered sheets.
I’ll tear the dead fruit from the vine
and plant it somewhere safe.
Those old seeds will bear new crops!
Your memory’s a shadow,
Casting darkness over this boy.
And you are alive - thriving!
Haunt me no longer!
Sink back, fade to your home!
I shout curses at you from the roof top!
But, I sing to you from the study...
Woman, oh beautiful specimen, creature I loved;
Your form is a work of genius
I call to mind so vividly.
While you carry this heart,
I walk empty.
...And I have no control!
You tilt the wheel
And I capsize,
Without the skill to match your maneuvers.