MANDALA

The circle’s full again

All colors there and then

This doubting that I feel changes everything

The trusting starts to slide

True colors they are blind

Trapped within life’s patterns

Spinning round and round

I’ll try to force what I should say

The time to get it out is now

Before I give or take away

You’re all full of shit…mandala

Let’s spearhead a change

So things can fall to disarray

This climate of hostility is making me afraid

The circle comes again

I’m sorry now, my friend

But this nagging drowning fear

Keeps changing everything

I always hide what you can say

The times you tried to pull away

The matter is you are to blame

You take what you deserve…mandala

Listen to me

The flesh is pink and you shall see

A universal tie to life, a deep creed

A circle filled with ink

The tomb of colors makes me sink

A blue abyss, a virgin sky, a baby cries

And a last tree…

Lyrics by L. Poems  copyright 2002, all rights reserved