It's so strange to be so happy right now With adversity's bruises and cuts still burning And old broken bones still aching through Yet I have found clarity again In this journey of fixing mirror cracks Clarity gives me a lot of joy
I've been a self saboteur you see An angry pressured worker Pushing the rock up the hill Wondering why it keeps falling down
I didn't understand love Bigger and smaller Momentary and perpetual For what it was
I've seen love as a task Something to be stressed over To be controlled and analysed To be distrusted and fought And to torture myself over When it disappeared
Love is not a task It's a flow Something natural, warm Fun and carefree Something to be accepted as possible But allowed to pour where it should
I've met a lot of girls over the years And I've gone in with the task in mind The stress of 'Will I be successful in the task this time?' And so I fail in the task that isn't a task again
When I've really found something fun and special Is when I haven't working the task When I've let myself swim in the flow with another In conversation and dance In revelry and smiles In warm bed sheets I've never seen before
I know it's strange to be so joyful from pain It's just...
I can learn to trust the flow now I can see it So... I feel a little bit free right now