| Errant heat to the star | |
| And the rain let in | |
| The hawser rolls | |
| The vessel's whole | |
| And Christ, it's thin | |
| Well, I'd know that you'd offer | |
| Would reveal it, though it's soft and flat | |
| Won't repeat it, cull and coffer's that | |
| For the soffit, hang this homeward | |
| Pry it open with your love | |
| Sending lost and alone standing offers | |
| It is steep / it is stone | |
| Such recovery | |
| From the daily press | |
| The deepest nest | |
| In keeper's keep | |
| All the news at the door | |
| Such a revelry | |
| Well, it's hocked inside | |
| Of everything | |
| You said to me | |
| It was found what we orphaned | |
| Didn't mention it, would serve us picked | |
| Said your love is known, I'm standing up on it | |
| Aren't we married? | |
| I ain't living in the dark no more | |
| It's not a promise, I'm just gonna call it | |
| Heavy mitted love | |
| Our love is a star | |
| Sure some hazardry | |
| For the light before | |
| And after most indefinitely | |
| Danger has been stole away | |
| [Unverified] | |
| This is axiom |