The magic of reflected love
It’s not insanity, it is what it is.
If you ask me a question, I’ll answer a whole quiz.
Manic, my mind might explode.
If you ask for a thought, you’d drown in my flow.
Terror, It’s there in my soul,
For once this subsides melancholy’ll take hold.
Oh to be normal, on an even keel,
Oh to be normal and not feel how I feel.
Save my soul,
Bring me back from the edge.
Help me look forward to life,
Not death.
Hold my heart,
With your unconditional love.
Hold my hands,
Feel me try to be enough.
Think not of me as a gliding whim,
Think of me as a necessary sin.
And grasp tight to hold for all eternity,
Not imprisoned together but floating free.
Karma is happy,
Karma is sad.
Karma is good,
Karma is bad.
Karma is ying,
Karma is yang.
Karma is quiet,
Karma’s a load bang.
One thing I know,
That karma gives.
Is balance,
For as long as we live.
So our separation,
Our long lonely nights,
In karma is hope,
That our future’s put right.
When skies turn dark
You’re my shard of light
When the world freezes over
You’re the hole in the ice
When fire’s embers slip away
You’re the poker that stokes
When all seems lost, forlorn
You are my hope