System primed and all is a go
Like bodies in their younger years
Stem to stern but starting slow
Held by broken hopes and fears

Tangled twine and twisted time
Gives not way nor right
We take each day line by line
Chin high we stay in this fight

Heart strings tied to broken shards
Secured too loose for binding hearts
Not strings of lutes strum by the bards
In a romantic time apart

Still threadbare cloth doth cover skin
Keeping neither heat nor shame
Exposing tiny cracks and sin
Leaves the wearer seeking flame

Tired minds and tired eyes
Strain to just maintain
The willing body will subside
And time will always reign