Dear heart

Dear heart

Stop beating

While I sort

My broken dreams

While I mend

My darkened wings

So I can fly

Soar angina

Be reunited with my dreaming friend

Reckon with me

My dear heart,

Shh shh

For I have fixed them

And do not wish them to fall apart

Shh shh

While I fit them

My brightened wings

My new found dreams

Can't you see it?

There's the sky

In my grasp

I soon then clasp

Onto the hand

Of my holy friend