I think I’m getting closer
At last to finding the seam
Of where your skin’s sewn to bone
And your mind to your beliefs
I’d wait in line forever
For a taste of your indigo dream
I’m impatient, I know, grasping at immediacy
But in letting go of the fear, I’m beginning to see
The soft lack of urgency in your indigo dream
But I am only human, flooded with flaws
Born of two cultures and composed of carbon

Restless, nonetheless
So I hope for a tomorrow
So beautiful as today
For my sons or daughters
To kiss the heavens with their eyes
And lovers with thеir mouths
And a comet darts overhead
As I put words to papеr

Oh-oh oh
Oh-oh oh
Oh-oh, oh-oh, oh-oh oh
Oh-oh, oh-oh, oh-oh oh
Oh-oh, oh-oh, oh-oh oh
Oh-oh, oh-oh, oh-oh oh
Oh
Oh
Oh oh

Centerpiece of the storm
Livid, in love, and somehow raw
I kiss all of my friends so they don’t have to hurt anymore
Centerpiece of the storm
Invigorated, somehow raw
I kiss all of my friends so they won’t have to hurt
I think I found the seam