Listen, heart

Listen close-listen

2 the melancholy

Melody of your own voice

I am weary of my own dreaming

I am tired of waiting

So this time, I'm leaping



CHORUS



I reach-beyond myself 2 see

What I find, beyond my mind, there is no time

In this place beyond my sight

My heart knows what is not yet seen

I'm witnessing my own becoming



Lash myself 2 the

Mantle of my desire-I will

Turn from its temptations

But the wanting takes me higher



I am hurting

Oh, I am not yet born

I am the mother and the father

Of what is not yet known

Darkness surrounds me

I scratch, I struggle, I breathe



CHORUS