These blistering moments to focus within
On diving in unknown waters so clear
The sun reflects in the stream that has been
Left by the winter, this place that I’m in
Little devils are pestering me
Birds in trees are observing
Drowning in rain, between the clouds
A place so lonely, it’s perfect to be
The air so true to me
In the remains of the past
a flower is blooming
I will take good care
It’s the drive that I bare
On the surface between the mystery trees and the dirt
The air so confident
The air so honest to me
The waters color red
The trees lay down their lives
Rocks will rise again
to keep me strong and bound, in this flight
It’s quiet all around
Except for in my head
It’s spinning me around
It is only making me mad