I’ve many a wonder
To be torn asunder.
Under
These thoughts I will cry
Out my sweet lullaby
By
Your side all the while
I take in your smiles
Vile
Thoughts of betrayal
Beneath a thin veil
Sail
Away til they’re gone
I turn the old song
On.
Attempts to move forth
Suddenly abort.
The sort
Of maddening thing
That can easily bring
Sing-
-Ing
To
A
Stop.