Mother Sky

I sit still and silent
For a moment
In the light of the act
If I clear my mind
I am rising beyond all space and time
Nothing that I have to do to be who I am, yeah
Now I release to the mother sky
All I have to transmute this illusion
I lost my grip, but I have you now
How can this be? I have become my enemy
Whoa, oh well I’m around
I lost my grip, but I have you now
How can this be?
Why become my enemy?
I repair the shattered diamond
To its wholeness
With these blood-stained hands
Just as I designed
I am rising beyond all space and time
Nothing that I have to do to be who I am, yeah
Will you see the black of the eye
Separated from the white
If the enemy has smothered the eye
One must prepare to die