Silent bell and silent sun br Space enough between us br Now as then br Attached to spiny beliefs sharper at each start br Whipped around snapping at their pneumatic roots br Fly many cherished dares and distillations br Shaking off shred moments into orange oblivion br Medium the pace and medium the glue br But down they clatter and clink into haphazard piles of regret br Souring the scene and breaking routine br And saving the day br Ever rising faster than before br God never slams the great door shut br But for the creatures who love only you br You consider the cut br Their way of breaking your heart and their wide grinning smile br Launch you onto a ride you wish for, dimly excelling br An old engine pushes you forward as you feel for the brake br Pretention painting its own smug door br You invite star thoughts to slide in br A quiet seat for a full moon br Too soon to clap br Or speak with br Controlbr br Tailor Bellbr br