Streams of Thought Video (MV)

Searching for an island in a sea of turbulence
A single note in a wash of dissonance
Meaning that isn't lost in interpretation
An identity beyond creed, race, or nation

On my knees head pressed to the floor
Tracing patterns I open every door

Following these streams of thought
A labyrinthine tangled knot
Washing my hands 'til my fingers bleed
Until my soul is clean

A single nerve ignites, a silver spark
Revealing currents and lines that light the dark
This cascade spirals and builds
Mirroring my inner soul distilled

Upon these splintering lines I meditate
But after a while I feel I can't relate

Following these streams of thought
A labyrinthine tangled knot
Washing my hands 'til my fingers bleed
Until my soul is clean

Following the stream to its source
Resistance is the most direct course
The obstacle becomes the way
But I'm still lost either way

Following these streams of thought
A labyrinthine tangled knot
Washing my hands 'til my fingers bleed
Until my soul is clean

Only after we have lost
Are we free to become
Severing the ties that bind
A new door opens to realign
A clear sky lights up overhead
But we're still stuck clinging to threads