Reflection
I find that I can see a light at the end down
Beneath my self-indulgent pitiful hole.
Defeated I Concede and move closer. I may find comfort here
I may find peace within the emptiness. How pitiful.
It`s calling me.
It`s calling me.
It`s calling me.
It`s calling me.
And in my darkest moment, fetal and weeping.
The moon tells me a secret. My confidant.
As full and bright as I am, this light is not my own
A million light reflections pass over me
It`s source is bright and endless.
She resuscitates the hopeless
Without her we are lifeless satellites dreaming dreams.
And as I pull my head out I am without one doubt
Don`t want to be down here feeding my narcissism
I must crucify the ego before it`s far too late
I pray the light lifts me out before I pine away.
before I pine away.
before I pine away.
before I pine away.
So crucify the ego before it`s far too late
To leave behind this place so negative and blind and cynical
And you will come to find that we are all one mind
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Just let the light touch you and let the words spill thorough
Just let them pass right through, bringing out our hope and reason.
before I pine away.
before I pine away.
before I pine away.
before I pine away.