To my friends I say
All the winnings, the same
Broken vessels and the hard to find
over joyous with instant signs
Is your journey a long one?
All the colors are tried
Marry the silence and talk comes
To woe the days that you cried
Syndicate and fluster your hands high
Strife and pictures forsake
Move the panes that we break
Say that Time can't be now for all this folly seems fake
and you care?