The only things surrounding you now
Are the circular memories that infect your conscience
They are the make up of your worries, regrets and doubts
Collective portrayal of your person radiates confidence
Shine with silence and shadow the ones below This drought is leaving me with cracked soil and brown leaves
Floating on a dry lake bed with a dry mouth and a foggy head
Waiting for the snow
But when the water comes I will overflow, I will overflow
But when the water comes, I will overflow There's one more thing, forgot to tell you
Worries and doubts will only help you
In the long run, you'll shadow the ones below This drought is leaving me with cracked soil and brown leaves
Floating on a dry lake bed with a dry mouth and a foggy head
Waiting for the snow
But when the water comes I will overflow, I will overflow
But when the water comes, I will overflow That piece was recorded live at the famous One Second Club in 1944
It was inspired by the clarity of consciousness
Rather than the vividness of dream
And was the self proclaimed pinnacle of broken bridges and chest pressure