I’ve been waiting for something to die inside, for some time.
Maybe that one thing, I didn’t see coming..
I’d be so receptive to that new perspective,
A sudden calm comes over me,
A tranquil sea,
Warm spring rain,
(pain, pain, pain)
Gentle thoughts of peace I’ve sought,
These meditations of my creation,
I look for more inside this rising tide,
A sudden calm grips me,
A quiet country stream,
(my glottal scream)
It never stops.