Voices on a reel Said there is one thing to learn Always pause before you turn Caught in devious branches Whose rustling I'd not heard Lesson taught but fate is earned There will not be one Whose voice will not be heard Arms will carry us To hear the voice of God Fraught with desperation From the whims of my heart I have searched to no avail Having both the need and want To capture my loss Wallow blindly in the dark