How would you know what is to come, could you see?
Flesh out of bones you can smell the blood
taking apart the heart what drops – complete the scattering task
Now I’m all around, can sense it all, and touch it all
Do I need to relieve the guilt?
This is my chance to redress
I choose to fall
And I refuse to crawl from mountain high
from sky burial
Deep, beyond retreat, forgotten it all, I’ve lost it all
Flesh out of bones – did you smell the blood?
Tried to put together the crud – never complete – the gathering task
Maybe I’m gone for tonight
Maybe I’m gone for life
Maybe I’ve gone for a ride
Look at the sphere upon
Wish the fear is gone
Maybe I’ve gone for a flight