The window shone in sweet sunlight,

Striking your eyes bitterly strong.

Another minute and doom might be imminent.

I need to be ready by 10 o'clock's gong.

 

But how can I do it on such a day?

10 minutes left but I'm stuck in my place.

10 birds are singing, 10 less clouds in a blue sky.

Warmth and breeze hold me still, still entrapped by leaves of green and mountains' gleam.

 

Time is ticking; he'll soon be here.

Rilo Kiley's Adventurous 10th playing, and time stops by my window.

As I notice my neighbor's mummified car and home,

He pulled up to my window, muffler roaring

And I close my eyes and saw myself leaving

 

NOT TO HEAVEN, BUT TO MY ETERNAL WINDOW...