When casted to the harshness of life through eternity
Ones mind is left to inconsiderate subliminal reality
Of self to which our own hearts delve
For rivalry of a better thee
And tugs at ties left unraveled by simpler things
We kept our hope through shattered windows and clasped to hope foreseen
That though the glass shall pierce our skin
We know here what we need
That tenderness of fragile delicate humanity
That ripped our bonds with that sort of sanity
And left us reeling
Through the harshness of life through eternity
