Naught we are
Among the tallest trees
That sail to the sky
With twilight’s pride
Signals sent out from above left us to gaze in drunken joy
And heartbeats gallop exquisitely to the sound of a calm never known
All limbs in tact and the shadows we shed turns to ash and becomes one with earth
Now we submit to a life lived only in our restless dreams

The logs are lit
Gather ‘round the fire
We won’t breathe again
In frail human flesh
Devoid of grief, a toast to you my friends
Freedom has called us, we’ve answered with action
Devoid of suffering and regret
There are many sights left for us to see
As we create art with our scars
Painting revolution
In utopia