Restless in the shadow soft meat bruised wet,
odd thoughts set aside for the calming verve.
I am coming anyway me thinks for I am brave
and want to see…that much I deserve.

Hardness tries, her weary eyes beg and plead but no.
Instead I took the other path, the one I've never known.
What other way could my conscience ever play when
I call thee my own…dear friend.