In the Seventh Hour

Here is where I am, No words of shame; Despite the past, Nothing is lost when the time is right. In your arms I feel the peace I'm craving, Your skin gave me a place to stay ; And your presence a sense of two, Nothing is lost when the time is right. On this bed of starring stars I'm resting well, No apologies, no regrets; The prize was the warmth of your presence, Thus your flesh gave me a place to stay. In the seventh hour, When everyone is waking up; The morning melody of rush , Despite the past; I wasn't alone and neither lonely, In fact I was alive, Brave and not sorry.