You may make eternally what you want
But within all is what is saint
Your calling in your life you should haunt
It is wrong what was previously meant.
Listen to your heart, look into your soul
This is not anymore a funny ball.
Be nice to you as some unknown sage tries to remain
I don’t want sorrows not even in the eyes of Elaine.
Go to the one in which eyes you saw goodness
Since she had 1% faith left and a heart to bless.
Wars were enough accept one is different
Although in each of you shines that bright referent.
She feels old and yet alone
Still hoping to see those known.