• Oh, Bleeding Arrow of Sorrow,
    Tell me the Tales of Tomorrow.
    I want to reminisce in the days of yet to come,
    As a tune lives along in a dreamy hum.
    The days are dark now,
    But soon shall revise.
    I shall show you how,
    To reach reprise.
    Hopefully, before I fade, I may not be forgotten.
    For I see brighter days upon the horizon.