Gold

"The gentle force of time unpeels
Just wait for God to change the reels
Race memories of blood and gold
Impress the young, oppress the old

Fallen idols, patch of dust
Their tears like earth,
Their memories to share.
Surly heroes wanton thrust,
The tears of blood, deep wells of despair

... And death is always waiting."

"We used to play hockey, drink coffee,
And turn decisions around.
But now we gather, and cluster
Thronging past the concrete bridge
And the posts of shining steel."

"I saw a light streaming through a bloodless window"

"I don't like catching butterflies"

"We are only young once"