Falling through the eye of the figure
Endless vacuum
Blackness broods, the self has vanished
Scattered past you
And I just labored
To get you
And I
Hold you, hold you, hold you
And I
Hold you to the moment you die
Who will know
that no, you don’t need me
That you don’t, you don’t know,
But don’t, don’t leave me
Can I, Can I work
to release you
No I, No I, couldn’t find a way
Did you meet your sleeping mother?
Did you, did you meet your sleeping mother?
Can I meet your sleeping mother?
Can I, Can I meet your sleeping mother?
And as I walked away I found I walked right to your arms
Oh you’re not dead you’re not all done
I’ve gone straight to your heart
Oh, you and her, your innocence, was never ever far
And then she woke, you both are here
Renewed and loved so far
Oh, Lifted up, then, from the Earth, you live forever great
And how you have advanced yourself
You shaped your holy place
Oh, Now you are eternally, Shrouded by that grace
That I should hope to know someday
When I see your face
Oh, When I see you and your mother in that lovely space
Spiritual eternity
Is what we’ll embrace
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