Michicant

I wasn't afraid, I was a boy, I was a tender age

Melic in the naked, knew a lake and drew the lofts for page

Hurdle all the waiting's up but no, it wasn't wedded love, why?

Four long minutes end and it was over, it'd all be back

And the frost took up the eyes

Pressed against the pane could see the veins and there was poison out

Resting in a raze, the inner claims I hadn't breath to shake

Searching for an inner clout, may not take another bout, why?

Honey, in the hail could fill the pails of loving less with vain

Hon, it wasn't yet the spring

Aiming and it sunk and we were drunk and we had fleshed it out

Nose up in the globes, you never know if you are passing out

No, it wasn't made up, the falling or the faded luck, why?

Hung up in the ivory, both were climbing for a finer cause

Love can hardly leave the room with your heart