Woe of the Whoa

Close my eyes into the hush of mind's night

Close my mind away from the Whoa of day mind's time

For during mind's time stands towering

The Might

that is the Whoa of the wakeful mind

and crush I do

for the Whoa that isn't mine

So

Woe is the Whoa?

Yeah

But what a Woe this Whoa be!

So much so that she lingers

Yes, the paramount beauty

Look I do but look is all I do

With the open eyes of a thirsting mind

Though I know that Whoa will never be mine

So away from Woe

I

Close my eyes into the hush of mind's night

Close my mind away from the Woe of day mind's time

But when I wake

Darn

that crush still sits in towering shade of

The Might

That is the Woe of the Whoa of the awake mind