Veins taunted n pained
Passion pulsing thick n fast
They’re clotted n knotted
Shackled cold n bolted
Heart’s a tickin bomb
Never comes along
Gonna explode into song
Until they come along

What makes this better than that
A fist to break the throne
Or something mathematical
An empty hill Pythagoras filled
Something mechanical
Or something magical
Something factual
Or something fantastical
Yeah what does it take
For the bulb to be blown
What does it take to make it known

Dreams are what come
Not from the past
Nor tomorrow
They’re here until now

When we hack the heart
We open the path
When we believe it
Then we walk it

Slice thorough silk on a milky way
Crotchet night with day
Count bright stars on a mountain fair
Just picture us that way