the power of saying

words that still break the silence.

words that still break your guts when they can.

when you can. when i can.

cautious revival efforts stumble over the realm of possibility.

have we ever existed beyond this spinning?

the stars have brought the mad god back to earth.

a shine above the long  journey to birth.

and some of us, like this digital ink, let to be.

a hope that slips through your thoughts to nowhere and vanish.

for all they have is a moment.

the moment the moonrise meets the sunset.

the first look. 

the one that used to slice their being.

innevitable mastering of courage.

for this moment they have known well.

irreversibly bequeath of forbiddance loves the eternity between the imaginary and the feasible.

the martyrdom of magnetism while losing yourself in space.

we met an ocean that splitted us when time came for Chorus.

it's time to bury our guns, to soften your eyebrows.

to look on what we have done my fairy. 

look what we have done.

the silence of time.