Two Stars

Square out this guarded appeal

Scan sound, impart to the deal

Morbid angles (sometimes this world's not where I want to be)

Of no fixed abode (in line with time I find infrequencies)

Tiptoe

Conceive from afar

Open window

Dance with two stars

Morbid angles (sometimes this world's not where I want to be)

Of no fixed abode (in line with time incline infrequencies)

Caught in tangles (sometimes this world's not where I want to be)

Of points to oppose (in line with time decline infrequencies)