The evening opens like a peach cut down the middle
Nature conceived on the stream of blue lights
also, progress floats east with a compass close by
A fixed idea is overlooked
by the bait of mystery windows offering a superior view
Just immediately, yet excessively long
Effectively a large portion of the quietness and when I return
What is this picture I see?
It isn't what I left in the possession of opportunity to deal with
The evening is a waterways' gap
what's more, expectation is the delicate glass we hold full to the edge
of pride
Be cautious and don't trip, we have tallied each drop along the lines of misfortune
also, discover we can't stand to have confessionary hearts unreservedly drain
This evening anticipates the night
Let magnificence wait under the road light,
hindered by the inconvenient mouth of time
We fake impassion and depend on the amnesiac mornings
to delete and gain long experiences out of evening's nearly overlooked
guarantee.
The night shut in like hooks covered up under the shadow of a kid glove
Drawing blood from the acquiescence of the unceasingly condemning welcome
Its celestial pleasantness, ascending from the demise of chuckling
The evening turns into want's separation
Never again is the thing that we lost, what we would like to discover
With paper and pen close by we watch and despondency after some time's capacity
to move to the following hour
There are just so many close to botches we can permit opportunity to make
Before the evening's scent starts to acrid
furthermore, expectation begins to have an aftertaste like lament
furthermore, isn't that what carried us to the waterway's way
in any case
Prior to guarantees of realities and looks into shading
tricked the hearts
also, presently you and I
watch the evening open like a difficult injury
Also, in whose hands, will we leave history to sneak past?
and keeping in mind that the moon battles the night
I figure I will leave to, from where I came
However, in the middle of separations, and the waterway's partition
The shadow of your evening's blue can't get away from my eyes.