Wake Up!

Fall upon my brow, this signature of love
Descending from the canopy of poison vapor
Filtered through the cold
This magic of the air
Is blushing every cheek and
Every soul thereafter

Wake up to the light
The light that's always there
Your mind is tangled from
It's ever-thinking glory
Run your fingers through your
Bristling beard or hair
And watch the endless
Butterflies within escaping

Fall upon my lap, your signature of God
Descendant from the everlasting
Curdling wonder let the blinkers flake
And wipe the dust away
Let ripples settle and the riverbed appear

Wake up to the light
The light that's always there
Your mind is tangled from
It's ever-thinking glory
Run your fingers through my
Bristling beard and hair
And watch the endless
Butterflies around returning

Run your fingers through my
Bristling beard and hair
And watch the endless
Butterflies around returning