Iron doves and death The world can sort It’s sordid mess. I am not alone Who does not have

I want to marry you That’s the way it is, true Not just paper, or for show In the way only we know It’s true, already though

I remember, always The tree is composed of leaves grass, without singular notation light is from a source That I would never betray you

The issue is, We, those of us who did not come h… Willingly We’re too red And white

I knew you loved me Because of the song you played And the boots you wore. Unrequited they say nowadays I never told you, anything

Turpentine and willfulness Robins and terns, with etching sti… We gliding by, whole as much in ou… No it’s not nothing, an epic, for… For surviving with the beauty we h…

As the wind settles Eyes grow dim, tired still In the morning we begin again In so doing, if you can Please do not pretend...

I hope you get your dreams From where I sit I cannot see. I hope you are in gilded light Near it does not surround my eyes. I hope you have sound peace

To truth, It shows What love it is that glows, That wagons wheel, Birdsong Cardinal flash, river stone Garden grow

All of that was After they knew. I travelled the continent to say be careful I’m sorry

It is raining beautiful And loud. Kind that turns the Cars around Little branches Snap

We are Greek, in a democracy We are not pawns for autocracy, We the characters of an Odyssey, Are not your lies for tooth fairy, We are humans with lives you prete…

I dreamed once, For true naive That we would walk Sanguine and silly Besides the trees

We are all, who never willingly to… Blue light home, flashing yellow s… The world in between, on whose sha… Flashes yellow and red, and spends… Intruding time, we cannot fix