[ Featuring the Sleeved Hearts ]
Clearer and clearer comes the ground
The structures in focus even with the roaring sound
And as the fields come into view
The moment will come
Where you must choose
And I'll help you stitch those silks so fine
But in the end it can be only your design
A labor of love our fingers bleed
And there are no thimbles that will meet this need
Cause all times you've crossed that line
And if you make it sure
It billows and soars it billows and soars it billows and soars
