My love
These words an offering to you

A drink of spirits and a dark soul this night
A candle on the porch in the face of a cyclone
Your guilt my love a severance of mediocrity
A hole in the reasoning of our conscience
It is the stinging whim of destruction

Your parents my love
Puppets on the stage of all his children
Controlling they jerk them about at their conviction
Some break the strings free to die in peace
Yet others tangle in their hearts
Disoriented without hope

So my love take your sugar pill
And forget the days we lived before
Put on your pretty shoes
And paint your face with the love in my heart
Live your years like the end will come
This the beginning of forgiveness and faith