Although I don't hold true the force   A Broken core may never mend   But Seen have we - that light may end   And dreams are always washed away      Escape the pain - for another day   Inside this way - and for the norm - call to conform   And on we force the mind - to shine of mother earth   Here, what is best - to let our mother never rest      Can I ever hold the hand   What drought has caught and killed again   Always hope for this   Always dry is where it ends   Enflamed in lust and drive to touch   Released from lightness heights   Fell did our heart   Poured forth at last (our buried trust)