To burn my heart out for my love Each day, each night, each dawn, each evening To seek the treasures up above And conquer all that is deceiving To burn my heart out every day And in the night it to replenish Means catching forces as they play And making them serve what I cherish. Burn, my heart, burn: You're still alive Embrace the essence of each minute From it eternity derive And find all that's contained within it Bring it to sunlight, make it bloom, Twist past and future into present Make it eternity consume And let it blossom, iridescent. In minute - tear it, mold it, burn Fill it with incandescent passion Make it scream shattered; make it yearn For rapture - give it a concussion That it would break and spill its core And, broken, blend into forever - My heart! Beat faster, I implore And every minute do dissever: Course time like lifeblood through my veins, Wring truth from it and make it feed me Flush out the rest - all that remains - And make truth bleed - yes, make it bleed me - Until I'm dry and, like dry wood, I burn with passion every minute For all that's true, for all that's good, And for love as my eyes have seen it.
