The lines been walked many times along this road

A soaked, sopped, drenched soul

In the monsoons of war

 

 A balance

Without One

Two no longer know

What war is good for?

 

Duality becomes encouraged

The conflict of mind emerges

The body purges

Leaving you cold and naked on the ground

 

Hope becomes a blanket

To grow the warming of your heart

A strength you never knew you had

 

When you are awakened by the light of a new dawn

Pass it on

Where mind and soul align

When love becomes you