I greet the dawn eyes wide open
Toothpicks stretching each eyelid
Plucking the days awareness once again
Bloody hell!
What I need is ripe for the taking
The caress of the tip on the inside of my soul
Words whittled in my ear of the soulless crack
Shattering the fragile plexiglass
Each explosion
Wetness of past hurts dripping from the cervaus
Give back to this earth for that which has been taken!
Plowing deep, planting the seeds
Begone distrust and pain
Prosper in the gypsies sunshine
These petals limitless as this new dawn awakes