I cried, for I did not think it could be true

That you and I might have always known one another

And that we could not only evoke, but conjure a place of our own

That everywhere. That has ever existed

Was all in service of our dream

Now please, hear what I hear



Let me explain

This ugliness, this cruelty, this repulsiveness

It will all die out

And now, I cry for all that is beautiful



Let me explain