A flicker of hope remains after the storm
The sunburst peeking through clouds
Firespit of wisdom, silent mouth
Exquisite when I reveal
A pocket full of walnuts and strings
But I\'ve got nothing more to say to you, to you
And I don\'t want to hear your wife\'s tale
Your drunk mouth talking about blue seas
Love in bottles of happiness at crossroads
Crestfallen, peach-pith
Precise, I am a touch-me-not
Shapeless water unable to mold
Weighed down by the Mortal coil
The common foot, scars which can\'t be erased
In violent seas, in twisted fantasies
Secrets in a tinderbox of lonesome regrets
I get laughed at for believing in hope
I stumble on with broken wings, a broken mind
Broken charms through hollow midnights
I seen the crash coming
The flash of the sepia gouache
Crying out, amorist trapped in the soul
Noble with every kiss, had a vision of Hasanlu
Summer pleasure and arms full of love
A ship broken in two
I must be a fool, in my flower shirt
Thinking I could make it work
The crowd said yeah
The sky burst into orange
We watched the world burn and burn
So young when I seen the day fade
Thought I would break
Climbing the pressure, days never felt better
Bending and white, I gyre and dance
Proud when I quiver, I love it.