Makes her feel free of all she thinks she has to be.
Mind driving thought, finding doubt.
Watch it manifest itself.
Cunning like the crow.
It's wings appear to grow.
Illusion stops when eyes go closed.
Radiate, fuel the fire,
Feel the burn of desire.
Let it go, send it off.
Tell it baby, we'll talk again.
She don't know when or where.
Here and now, she is bare.
Stripped down of all preconception.
She loves the way her skin feels.
The openness of soul, the wind sweeps away the crow...for good.
Now the dark becomes the light.
And the heart, it comes alive.
No wait, it's not dark, it's not light, must be something in between.
There lies infinity.
He in unmanned. One without plan.
No victim to time, he watches it go by.
One moment, exchanged for the next, a constant succession.
A trading of the power of now.
No control, in the zone.
Powerless and blissful.
Sit back, relax, watch it happen.
I don't know.
It's okay to not know.
Be at ease.
She says we're gonna die.
Baby, you're right.
But it's alright.
Nothing lasts forever.
The infinite holds no identity.