I'm A Thorn
Thing is I'm not seeing, that it's all really perfect as it is. Including the parts you are excluding. Mainly the ego. You think you should be a perfect stream.
But the ego is lovable in its own way. I dedicate this song to you, imperfect dirty secret.
Thank you for giving me space and time. I know I am a drag most of the time. But I can't seem to stop from forming. I'm like a clot, I keep appearing. I keep clotting the flow.
I'm even tired of these chords, you know. I'm tired of thinking my thoughts.
I just want to be back in your arms! Back in your arms.
We meant it when we said it, that you are perfect just as you are. We meant there is no better way that this could come to be. You're not as dense and dark as you think you are. You're just dense and dark enough.
It's ok like this. You can transform because you're here.
You really want something that isn't happening, we know you thought that there was. We understand that you wanted to talk, and you wanted it to be music that we spoke through, well here we are. We don't mind, but we also don't mind the silence.
But you don't tend to trust.
Something always comes. But there's no need to push because there's nothing that needs to get to get done. There's no need to push because there's nothing that can be better than just a fresh moment, whatever it needs to be.
Nothing needs to come, and nothing needs to get done, because nothing can be better than a fresh moment. Nothing can be better than a moment as it comes.
Let it just be what it is, just let it be what it is, don't even try to make it something else. You're willing instead of being willing.
So we end up at this pattern again. Then that's the pattern that's emerging now.
A new thing comes and all that came before is washed downstream. When the new thing comes, all that came before is washed downstream.
I know there's something that's trying to emerge, and I know that my pushing doesn't help. I know there's something that wants to be born, but I'm just a thorn in its side.
I know there's something that wants to be born, but I am a thorn. I'm a thistle and a thorn.