I think for others Daily Rarely given space or time or Air We All must trust the Wind gust of dust and skin gone so scaly Yet I slither as slow as snails to my home for me in my dome to slip into the zone I sip a bit of foam from my cup of coco thus releasing me with an (Ohm) of work for others Daily Rarely given time or space or air WE all must trust the Wind gusts of dust and skin gone scaly So we slither as slow as snails to a home for me deep in my dome sipping on the zone bit off coco cup foam slow snails slip (Ohm....) I master peace Wind (Release!)