Knee deep
In vice and tribulation
I tread foolishly
And desperately undeterred

To the isle of crooners
Daydreamers and ponderers
Daylight wanderers
And precious time squanderers

I’ll croon with the giants
In high and mighty splendor
Adrift from the norm
And its hollow dormancy

Aligned we’ll flood nights
In declaration and song
To remedy the twinge of every past wrong
But we’ll stew in opulence, for not too long