Late night and back to you,
Again and again,
Late in this thinking,
What are you drinking?
Is it the water you are
Chasing?
Dead or is it living?
Walking in circles,
Always pacing,
When we talk is
It magic in the
Listening,
Cause all I keep hearing
Are the things we are saying,
When will we change our ways,
And get it going new,
Cause all I got these
Days are visions of You!
I am not leaving,
But I am not living!
And the only way to
Move is to die,
Surrender, die,
And surrender,
Again in my thinking,
The fullness,
The fullness is what I
Am drinking!