Stand

If true love waits
It’s sordid afterwards
Stand openly
In all your weatheredness
Wait up till late
Soaring neverwards
Speak openly
In all your tethered words
And I knew it was a drinking day
It flew though, a day at the colonnade
Its lustre unleashed in song
Stand up and wait
A sort of neverness
Stand up and wait
Soaring neverwards
If truth kills hate
It’s sorta like love
Crack openly
In all your threadbareness
And I knew it was a drinking day
So tutored in knee-jerk malevolence
It’s a warm sun that’s choking on life
Stand up and wait
A sort of neverness
Stand up and wait
Soaring neverwards