This is trust that will forever lay quietly in hands that hold
A bind that ties will never unfold
Truth is lost - sometimes choicefully sublime
Like the covenant in an Indiana Jones movie
A director's scene - not one final line
Within our humanities of consequence, one should never suppose
Sometimes a left turn mistaken are rights taken when convened of "Jersey Rules" polls
Yet still, pages are written and not read that only a nation's library could've chose
A smile is smile, is a reward that masks all risk
It is hard to deny what is hard to resist
So, for the sake of whose innocense
Comes a moonlight hire?
'Hush, hush sweet Charlotte
Tonight we sleep warm within this circle of fire
This conscience by design...
Is it right or is it wrong?
Have you ever known the words, yet never sang the song?