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
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.