you broke into the fabric as a stranger, lafaye
and there your heart was taken from you
you had the blood of intuition with a name that branded you
and the familiar unfamiliar would be the only thing you knew
your birth became a place to seek and relive again
and every death, oh loathe to choose or wont to lose
you wove a chain of indecision into a cloud that followed you
and with the rain in equal measure, you brought the sun to guide you through