When the rays blazed past
When sorry skies of winter burned to ash
On the beats of bats
I was there. I was spinning up the dawn
At the ends of maps
Leave my ears and lash me to the mast
For the last of laughs
Screaming hot through gills to pulse into new lungs
Kelsey
The world upon your smile
Tilting
The light come storming down
With white horses
Under sheets of storm
The pinions great, which spread to keep us warm
And the hearts of scorn
Wither out beyond the starless sphere of night
In the blush of love
In the crush of disapproval from above
On the beats of doves
We are left to ride the skies in dying light
Kelsey
The world upon your smile
Tilting
The light come storming down
With white horses