
The room is dark, and my eyes are closed
The body still by my mind is quite transposed
Flash of shadows moving round and round
In a depth of form that knows no bound
    Flow, I am only here observing
    Flow, its majesty becoming, its majesty evolving
Figures shaping with some clarity
Motions turning into limbs with boundaries
The composition is apparent now
Wondrous waltz that imagination will allow
    Flow, where the is nothing in between us
    Flow, visions growing from thin air
    Flow, there’s nothing to compare
It’s love, coming plainly into view
It’s love, blurring anything I knew
It’s love, its coming plainly into view (coming through)
The stage is set for the lights to turn
Arm and legs to move as the spirit will affirm
    Flow, where the is nothing in between us
    Flow, visions growing from thin air
    Flow, there’s nothing to compare
        It’s love, coming plainly into view
        It’s love, blurring anything I knew
        It’s love, all the visions coming through (coming through)
        It’s love, coming plainly into view
        It’s love, blurring anything I knew
        It’s love, all the visions coming through (coming through)
On the dome right in front me
Movement that goes around in three
    Flow, all the visions coming through
    Flow, coming plainly into view