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!