Oh, my Mindâ
We don't denyâ
It fools and bewitches Me.
Mark the time:
My Mind, it seeks,
To lift the veil of needs to Me.
We stall clear of the parting flows,
Moving on where this Now we chose.
The climb from time is racing by.
Dark angels that shadows Me.
Voices that won't let Me be.
No questions now.
Be silent now.
Oh, in time,
Is how remind:
We choose to let Me see.
Blow my Mind,
And deify,
A piece of Meâthis is Me.
Running on like a child away,
Waiting for wisdom to wake.
I leave my head:
Took the other's own.
Will I ever know again,
The touch in Me from someone,
To soothe Me now,
Restore Me now?
But here I . . . think I . . .
Am, freeâalone with Me.
But, âI know' . . . that is,
We'll freeze tonight, I'll see.
But here I . . . think I . . .
Have I . . . am I . . . the Love in Me? . . .
Oh, my Mindâ
We don't denyâ
It fools and bewitches Me.
Mark the time:
My Mind, it seeks,
To lift the veil of needs to Me.