Ever contemplating mind o' mine
Bring back to me those thoughts never
Never that chill down my spine
Be it charred under the Sun forever!
Reason, it may seem petty
yet opens eyes wide, in plenty
little hope, negative all the way
wrath that scared lil birds far away!
The lil birds now seem lost
big bad outside, lone survivors round
cold, wintry and grass covered with icy frost;
up from the air; below the barren ground!
Part oh clouds, make way for light
Sun down, north star shine on crazy n' bright
Away, far away, taketh away
far behind, thoughts now lie stray!
