The water rises
The fish it swims
And it seems like the sky’s 
Getting closer to him
As he follows in circles
Patterns on the lake
There’s no talk of forgiveness 
For the one he forsake
And there’s no talk of trouble
For idle thoughts
Does the fisherman tangle 
With tackle he’s bought
And the shoes we’re all wearing
Do they know where they’re going
Coz the train of time
Doesn’t look like it’s slowing 
And we’re all on this ride
Just in different seats
Do you fold your arms
Or uncross your feet
And do the sages speak truth
To the ears that you hear
Is nirvana further away
Or closer with fear
Coz we all resist
Our own enlightenment 
It’s kind of like you’re a ghost
And you’ve frightened it
So now it won’t 
Come out from where it hid
So you make some noise 
Til it flips the lid
On the place it had found
To cover itself
But are you abandoning
All of your wealth
As you leave the world 
Of thought that bind
Are you nostalgic for all
You’ve left behind
Or do you open your arms
To a new dawn
And realise that nothing
Is ever gone 
That can’t be brought back
In another form
Is the sun hot?
Well, how are you warm?
And do you second guess
The wrath of the storm
One minute there’s pain
Then a baby born
Amid all the fray
And the stuff you see
If you blink your eyes
Is the darkness free
Or just momentary 
To eclipse 
Your names like a prayer
That sits on my lips
And if only I
Could communicate
It’s likely I’d pull
Both of us out of that state
Into the river 
Where we’re rushing and free
You didn’t make a mistake
When you chose me


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