In sorrowful moment of the young
Fewer realises the moments evaded
It is what was dug up under the guilt
Where treeful swings whisper dreams
Sharing the events of the future living
It is just another pattern in found how
Wonderous magician arranging events
Could imagination serve all wild desires
Anyhow in anyone would rather agree
Turning points found in the moments
There is always a solution to see how
Loyal to the artform arranged since
Craving moments of unfortunates
Lives in the desperation imposed
Friendly are the killers in desires
Would they ever wonder
Would they ever even dare
Can they see beyond yonder
Can they even craft such share
It ought to be all attention paid
Sought from halls held within
All the meanings come laid
For a lifeline so very thin
