Gift
(A Mirror in time. These forms enshroud my mind.
On my left, on my right: two of those for whom I'd fight
My sister, my brother. Who's going to watch out for the other
Who put you on the other side
(Despite all of my questions I'm going to have to decide.
Get in the middle and quietly rest
Lay aside desire, let the air fill your chest
Is it get with me? Is it get with my
A world in my own image? Did I decide on Love
All I saw around I loved. What a fool I was
These visions of my brothers and sisters..
Get in the middle..
Is it get with me? Is it get with my
A world in my own image? I must decline!