Reminiscing on the sounds of music then 
And sweet naives caressing me not to
Delve me there shake me free from the despair
that echoes to their futures lost.

REM dreams bald heads singing
dancing hare krishna
praying beads on christian faith
candles lined the cleaning bath
tassels of hair grown in wisdom
asking for you to reason or not 
whose perception ?
raises you above , is it all enough ?
what more desire of you ?

If your hearts are barren 
and tears are frozen 
inside capsulate
negate the hate come 
stop to estimate 
what place you find 
your soul and your mind.

Your heart it is divine
You can remember this time.