Full Presence

No clock (Ticking)
No phone (Ringing)
I'm here

One thing (It's opposite)
Clairvoyant (Then blindfolded)
I'm here

Lights Candling
Nights like cobwebs
I'm here

Obscure is our manner
An average day Is a zigzag
But I'm here

I'm glad
I reassembled my pieces
I'm glad
I don't expect from you anything
But it's sad
To clam up this way like strangers
I'm back
And I'm ready when you are

Full presence
Full presence
Full presence
Full presence
I break my shell

I'm glad
I reassembled my pieces
I'm glad
I don't expect from you anything
But it's sad
To clam up this way like strangers
I'm back
And I'm ready when you are

Break the shell
Share your shade
I'm yours