Pressing fingers thru dead trees

She gotta feel all this shit to believe it

I wanted softness to be synced but all that means is I have to be singing

I feel it in me

Breathing in deep

Thru the circle of how we are seen yeah

You could be several quarters deep just check the solar it’s where lies the meaning

Cause you

Don’t give us space to move

We’re trying to create room

To understand each other’s fate

Thru these cycles pulled by the moon

Funny thing when you check out

I got the cure slap you right back to being

Cause you been preaching about doubt

But never flowing you’d rather be fleeing

I feel it in me

Breathing in deep

Thru the same sorta silk we are weaving

You screwed it on em too damn tight

Getcha self right or they will be leaving

Your color's fading

It’s been so long since you were silent

Trust it baby

Your spinning circles around me

No wonder you’re dizzy

Take a moment to yourself

And learn how to breathe

Deeply sit into your seat

Cause you

Don’t give us space to move

We’re trying to create room

To understand each other’s fate

Thru these cycles pulled by the moon