The girl with Venus’ hair
Her locks locked and lain fallow
So many Things she’d like to know
Tries not to escape reality too much
Where will she go?
Heaven under her heart
Holding her breath high over the questions
Mercy me, all she wanted
Was in a simple prayer
That she uttered under an infinite sky
Show me what they meant
Show me which heaven
Is under their hearts
Show me, so that I may understand
Oh, the seasons pass
What was it all coming to now?
In the end
Fractions of some hearts remain
And others are blown away.