From and for a shared rush
Of pure affection a favorite touch
In my direction goes it
A fortunate sound of a trumpet
At most it is lucky to fight
To the last and ultimate end with devil's eyes
A horses carriage with a passenger
When a horse is whipped so lives his master
What is it - my last hour to abandon ship
What I want most is not to quit
One my one journey, elliptical
I admit my love has meant nothing lyrical
But be the star with passage bright
If it wounds me, it is not reason to retire
copyrighted 2007
