[Verse 1]
Makin’ my career, the blue just call
Across the forest, beyond the wall
To our emotions, gush at us
Policing days, and knighting first
She was the vision in my eye
A floating mist, a misplaced sigh
Often float to younger years
Before the grip cracks at my tears

[Verse 2]
Relativism[?] like betray
Are coming for, that makes astray
As though being one is wrong
And being two, well, will make us strong
Well prize on the princess[?]
Behind the wall in people’s faces
The vision, the bee and the chunks
Decision to Marie[?] in my pants

[Verse 3]
Listen, relativism[?] like betray
Are coming for, that makes astray
As though being one is wrong
And being two, will make us strong
You know love has unknown places
Behind the wall in people’s faces
The vision, the bee and the tramps
Awaits the memory on my pants