June Of 44 Equators To Bi-polar
I found your hands here
opening the silo
shading all the fields
purified in glory, simplified my soul
my everyday life
grows into adventure
I feel like a madman
plowing through my days
equators to bi-polar
I will roam the earth
I will come home
I hope that you will be there
I can't wait to see you
and purify my soul.
