Off where the dead lay

All the strength I could muster

Emotions, suddenly flustered 

My feet carried far

Away from the fam'

You were hungry

I was starved 

We climbed into your treehouse 

And wondered at the stars 

And wandered, did our hands

And the sun became ours 

Held a starling, in my arms

Golden, fresh, a new

The weight would break

What strength I fake 

Sweet death kissed her sweetly

As once did I

Now the babe cries

And below the sand

In broken hands

My heart no longer flies

Her reign is done 

The pain has won 

My grasp has lost its name 

So name I give to golden one,

The light, the best,

Her sweetest thing, "Joess."