Square One Of Paradise

Approaching is Summer's wrath
Outline of a broken heart,
Tripwire on my solo path
Destined like stars on a chart

There's trouble behind the glass
We struggle to fit the part,
Love fetal will never last
Frail we rebound to the start

Sick again on nature's raft
Suffer well we call this art,
Malformed from shadows we cast
No return we strayed too far.