Hoarders From The Soul We slowly made our mark out on the rolling sea Happily we set our

course so very merrily Inside reflected yet to no greater apathy Life is surrounded by questions to live successfully An intent to leave the stranger & believe; Hoarders of the soul left no remorse to what was sold Shattered fragments the to be told In wind of torment the idle frame would explode Within sincere hearts to and fro We select items then find no hope to cope In sincere applause we still hope Yet deep inside were all the same Still I'm ever in the game A hero scorched yet frightened deep within A faithful sigh in reasoning The battered mind with heart to mend A hero within its slight of hand Through careful neglect will regret its apathy Like two strangers in love sent from the hands of God up above!