Born into this perfect
Drawn into violent manner
We touch the edge
Worn, scabbed thin from the burns
Rubbed raw from the scathing, unending war within
We get blinded by this fury
Cauter-eyes can't see us through to another way
We get blinded by this fury
Flesh hands can't hold this back
Want to give into wrath
It feels like it's righteous, or I know enough to judge
But not to reveal my position to opposition
Fluid, effective veil
We get blinded by this fury
Cauter-eyes can't see us through to another way
We get blinded by this fury
Flesh hands can't hold this back
And this counts from sky to earth
And the same goes down to even one atom, even one atom
And this counts from sky to earth
And the same goes down to even one atom, even one
Could we find the sky in self?
Feel the radiance of everything there is
To resist not, but to be like acceptance of the air.