Twine is but a piece of love that holds our heart together
And love is but a form of spark that moves us on forever
Living long is better than forgetting why you're clever
I decided long ago what binds the blind we change our tethers
Raucous is the weather and impatient is my penance
Regret is rarely present as I recognize my essence
Pain I just forget except I feel it and remember
My Giver has projected outward, inside I feel better
Sweaters hold in heat, I wash away the freeze with circuits
Permit myself to feel myself and sense the flow is perfect
Anointed by conservation conversations purchased
Through the pounding of the waves I sense my purpose