Light Light Weight - TENTS

Old grave buried in the water

Buried in the current where the children play

Old gold, tarry ‘neath the surface

Bathe me in your surges while I set my gaze

I am here!

My weakness I now willingly expose

I’m afraid

But I was born

To be powerful and powerless and glow

Young dove staring at her lover

Content inside her body to be made known

Old shame runnin' from the oozie

Gettin' kinda woozy ‘neath the light light weight

I am here!

My weakness I now willingly expose

I’m afraid

But I was born

To be powerful and powerless and glow

I am here!

My weakness I now willingly expose

I’m afraid

But I was born

To be powerful and powerless and glow

I am here

I am here

And I breath it in

And the beautiful

Break down my indignation