royal blue
strong you
fight the way
to the deep
moniker
rose blooms
my truth
venerate
all the great
confidants
You find your dove then hold it close
shut up shut up
keep it to yourself spitting holy ghost just
shut up shut up
nihilist father and son in the troupe just
shut up shut up
its silent; you'd hear it if you just stopped
Bring rain or sun
bring harsh or not
The vagueness of it all will slip away
We join our hands
rejoice and cleanse
proprietary souls which slip away
And we finally are clean
and we finally are listening