Whirling dervishes.....
Whirling dervishes.....
Can't break the sublimination
Just observe the happenning
Push yourself to creation
As you look into the ceiling
The filter inside grins once more
Pulling back what is not you
Is that him or is the floor?
This life is flowing through
Push you out of yourself
Not into me
The way you went
Was meant to be
Our trust so special
You and me
The way I am
Is meant to be
I projected the truth in me
And the twisted ways we act
Stare deep in my eyes, you will see
Not what you want, but the facts
I pushed you out of yourself
Not into deep sleep
The way you awoke
In us we will keep
Our love so special
You and me
The way we are
Was meant to be (love)
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