A mirror for a lesser human being   A broken branch to lean your weight upon   A muddy path like here   Unclear   Take the fall of man within   Draw the longest hour in   Saw birds   Squirrels in the trees   Flotsam   Jetsam about the sea   A timely order for a decent pill   Ungodly hour for tidings to begin   A labyrinth of fear   Come here   The music calls for undertones   The music speaks to those alone   Saw words hide between the lines   Made sense to the open minds   A goodbye gone   Too mannish to believe   Sailor songs   To wear them on the sleeve   Breathe   Breathe   All the flaws of man are in   Draw upon the well within   Come clean.