Extraordinary Fades
Matthew Fredrick Robert Good
Lie and say to me extraordinary fades
Not without degree, hid or sent away
Across a boundless sea, prison shore's ebb
Where man become machine looks death to live again
When I end carry me through the streets of my youth
For something I was will sing from your mouth of proof
And Eloise, walk beside me
And with our children step
This prison shore's ebb