Time spent trying to explain
Civil Unions hoping to regain
Everybody watching the clock
Beds and Pillows left behind the lock
Pages turned resembling a Bible
Lurking conversations rooting for libel
Stages set and wages bet
Someone knows what we haven’t seen yet
Storms form through sun-filled skies
Lives taken amid and after failed tries
Will it all stop once the horn blows
Falling like the petals of a fade rose
What is there to race to, what finish line
How can one pray without a candle for a shrine
Yet stages are set and wages bet
That someone knows what we haven’t seen yet
