Lift your head, ye mighty gates.
Such quiet thoughts are these.
Jangling keys could sound success.
I'll let her know you're free.
Laugh a while, dungeon child
Strange highways roar above.
Life is ringing at the door
You pale prison dove.
Whistle sweetly, solemn eyes
My heart inhales coal.
Hope comes stumbling in for tea
Lift your head, my soul.
