Freezing, Falling, Building, Melting, Thawing, Growing, Glowing,
Saturated, I'd rather be weightless
Seeking, Struggling, Stagnant
Stuck within familiarity,
Hibernation, slumber parties,
hunger sinks in their dark depths
Under winter clouds, in the marshes,
the sun is something you part with
Even the silver lining is tarnished,
Mud fleshing, stock peddling,
We'll call it off, Martin
it won't loosen up its grip
this seems to make the time slip
I'm astonished and impressed
by the love and its success
I'll mesh you with the souls
of the idols that we left
I'm shackled at the soul,
by the singing god I'm worshipping
swinging songs through digital
the cause called to go critical
to see the wizard from the screen
Breathe in, suffocate the cold
Cut the substance and nothing seems
Breathe out, we suffocate life
Without the mud in your path,
you can't see the sacrifice
Breathe in, suffocate the cold
Get off your knees in the mud,
Breathe out, resuscitate life
It's the lighting of the cloud
and move into the spring and
so I can see what it will bring
across the path of the cross
since my language was lost
May showers killed the flowers
Cumulus clouds took the winter shrouds
into both the clear blue sky
Scintas colors seem to scream so loud
it's retired for the moment
I lost my boots to the mud,
They stored my soul to a purpose
in something beautiful blossomed
Dreaming of a seasoned composting
Through the dirt my roots
Caressing the loose soil,
no longer upset by its uselessness
Who changed the spotlight
to make the shadows dance
and cleared the path for plants
No more news, I can breathe,
Breathe in, suffocate the cold
Cause the substance of nothing
seems to take away your soul
Breathe now, resuscitate life
Without the mud in your path,
you can't see the sacrifice
Breathe in, suffocate the cold
Get off your knees in the mud,
Breathe now, resuscitate life
It's the lightning of the clouds
Freedom is growing, building, reaching, melting, dying, growing, flourishing,
This is him. This is me. Oh