Curse this dream, fair catcher.
True webber of these themes...

I rest my head and hide my feelings there. While I...
But you're still remembering how beautiful her...

I call to mind, the day I found
the heavens and the skies...

Bubbles of light, flakes of ice
Layers of air, floating twice...

Spinning tears of fellowship
contrive and plot and pleasure...

Why can't anybody see me? Where am I supposed to...
Because I crave. Like I'm the world...

I just realized it. Right now as I write that it's...
He's right. Circumstances are doing this to me...

Wherever there's no beauty lies
the monster that is me...

Time will waste these frightful hours
until we meet again...