Skies above the world so high
Darker like it were for rain
Rain time means swell time
Beneath the oasis of your brisk lining
Those emotions that unleash dragons
Which spring high as the rope of time
Without a fixed caption and attestation
Fingers lose grind to grip
Shackles feel light to wear
The calibration of the ocean weary
The sounds of the distinct recorder
Scratches on the wall
Yelling in all audacious parole
Think the soldiers are on patrol
Passing through with no reproach
Accelerated for the conformity of the cave
The heart remembers
Emerge!