A moment

In the sunrise, I gave it all up;

It's just me and a moment

I’ll consciously disown it

It's a frame of mind, i've seen it before;

Above a freckled smile

In a frosty storm

And with my youth

Will it be swept away?

This presentness

To be tied to a place

And all of these cords

Will they bend and fray?

When my face is kissed with an aging grey?

How can I know?

As the pink sun kissed my face?

How will I know --

When will I fall from grace?

When will I hit the brakes?

From North to South, I'll search around

To find that sacred place

I'll kiss the ground on Seward's sound

In the spot old ashes lay

I'm shedding skin, becoming round

I'll find my hallowed space