Light will come in a shade you never thought you'd see Light will come in a way to foil expectancy Light will come or perhaps will wait Till you can see the dark that surrounds you Thoughts will rise through the ugly mire of deep held feelings Thoughts will rise from the vacuum of your interbreeding Thoughts will rise like a limb engorged with lustful bleeding Thought will confound you You have time to think and see the light of thought Will cage what should perhaps be free