Waking the Luscent Tyranium

Deep inside the blunder, it's a far far cry to reach
And each their own to everyone, and all their own to each
I'm breathing in the ponder-sum of places I am on
You carry home a better source of day when I am gone

Living by the born free creed, a ghastly ploy to spin
Or shake them down for Golden measures madly to begin
The big and so Disastrous, the clinging and unhinged
are Tearing at the base of Dawn, the sinking learn to swim

Where seven suns awaken in the Holiest of tide
A break in perfect Perilous Persuasion will not hide
And never mind or only sway to shrink up all that lives
For never say forever to the thinking heart that gives.