Still I long to let my body sing its given tune
And radiate its efforts endlessly as true as it is born
From moment to moment I can see it here or there
Before the hands smother the glimpse with fingerprints wishing to keep it
And this longing rises like an island in the sea
Above the fighting waves seeking expression here before I die
And like the rivers who become the tides that rise & fall
The waves just do their thing but they will bring me to the shore
And keep me out at sea forevermore
The freest of wills is bound by some version of this
Everything's perfect the way that it is
Now hold up why you gotta say everything's perfect you haven't seen everything