A spectrum of different experiences happen to come together
side by side they faithfully converge
so many faces have known a spectrum of different experiences


Seeing from years of old alongside the watery time
many  psyches seduced by mysteries
roaming the earth and the air and seeing from years of old


An auspicious collaboration with one single life then another
falling into the same chance for fortune
falling in to become part of the auspicious collaboration


Dripping with sweat from hundreds of generations
gathered in the midst of an echoing journey
looking up looking around looking forward
meet me exactly in the middle again
dripping with the sweat of hundreds of generations

In this life there is so much ritual
its rare to find somebody
that really does wish  you well
heading off the games right at the pass
spreading out the flames to the entire cast


Some people are used to
being away from themselves
and knowing how to see
anything but themselves
sometimes it seems hard to
stay inside of ourselves
and many times we pay
right outside ourselves


Signs from the distance
somehow enter the mind
meeting with resistance
some lose and some find


Being borne to a name
along with the creatures
scratched by the nails
of immature teachers

Here it comes again
the looking glass wants to look away
it tells me I'm not good enough
for her, for them, for myself

A tall thick invisible wall
keeping in a storm of emotions
trying to hide away from it all
trapped inside a magical potion

I want to feel love
I long to feel love
I need to feel love
Dare I feel love

Lost inside a jungle of faith
suspicious of light shining through the trees
it could very well find me
or it could blind me

It creeps into my thoughts like time
calling me again to run away
almost alone, it perfects my fears
holding back the truth the lies
and it's been years

I want to feel love
I long to feel love
I need to feel love
dare I feel loved

I n a way it's a certain comfort
falling into the hands of oblivion
keeping us from the other side of the door
keeping us from finding so much more
keeping us from getting to the deepest core


There are so many different kinds of detours
steering us away from our own true roads
directions become hard to understand
trying to plant two feet on the land
trying to save a fistful of sand
trying to be a part of the band


Most of the time it acts like a phantom
coming and going when least expected
at random it grips like a chest on fire
faithfully stealing away our desire
stopping us from climbing up any higher
making us walk on the tightest of wire


Here is why it can always be dear
it keeps the brain busy and escape is clear
there's always a route we can take that is near
there's always some reason to be with the fear

There's an unsteady feeling surging through me
it's sadness and anger surging through me
they're feeling for something to finally fill me  
and stealing the one thing that tries not to **** me

Why the hell is it I feel so alone
and people around me seem so alive
sometimes it feels like my soul's made of stone
aluminum butterflies flutter and thrive

Now that I have to direct my own path
just how do I get through the shame and the wrath
it's left up to me to make a full turn
I've kept up to see, surviving the burn

They crept  on me, lessons to learn
like nothing is free, we all have to earn
our way in this world and maybe beyond
a wind and a whirl and then on and on

Chorus
Who's got the thing to help us all feel sound
and after all of that help us to come around
who's got the thing to keep us in the middle
in case we feel the need to get up or down  
Where is this thing that can take the mind higher
and ease up on the loss of the souls' desire
burning dark memories faster than fire

where is this thing that kidnaps motivation
then drops us at an imaginary station
What is this thing that rules the low skies
while finding any reason to hypnotize

what is this thing that tries to fake surprise
and only ask questions of when's and why's
The answer lies in the now of eternity
even then some still wonder and plot
even the spies in this dark fraternity
can't get enough of what they've already got


I've seen how to keep asking why can actually **** you
along the way this thing will soothe you and thrill you
at first it would open you up and then spill you
then again in the nik of time it will fill
???

You were there, I know you were
the left side of my brain tells me so
I can still feel your breast against my cheek
it will forever be a memory of tomorrow for me

I know you must remember
how could you ever forget
has it plagued you as it has me
those ideal plans of yesterday

To a new life across the raging ocean
leaving the pristine blue sea behind
did you find what you were looking for?
did what you were looking for find you?

We can never have what we should have had
nor can we ever be what we could have been
today I can see it so very clearly
today is only what we would make of it

By the way, what shall I call you
by your first name or perhaps another
does some of this confusion ever befall you
You alone truly are my own
you alone are my life giving Mother