Give me time and I'll grow like a mold in secrecy
Find a dark spot to become me
Guilty branches go limp with the weight
To know too much is the cost of infinity
Given warning they set like the sun
Complacently sinking dimly below the breeze
In a moment to be what you are
Reveal to me the grave where your power sleeps
In the faulty light make a guess
Deafened by the buzz
Hear your breath
As an act of God make some sense
In and out breathes your portrait
Longing to know doubt
Dead and loud the old folks line us up and make us act it out
Late and dim you can still make out the position I'm in
Now slow and carefully you read like a scholar
The blueprint of your mind
Soaked in wine I glide along the groove
It's my only move
Saturated with the rationale
Longing to know doubt