Part 1: Sweet Lavender
Sense the purity of
your own mind child
such an innocence
not yet caught by
judging eyes
don't touch me
little seed
'cause I'll betray you
if you follow me
you'll never see

Trough a crack
in the wall
you watch the world nearly paralized
by this glimpse of
tomorrow
and a glimpse is all
you'll get
wherever you fly
cause you'll go blind
the moment you
reach down

On your way you'll
start wonder
where the ocean
meets the sand
on your way you'll feel
that heaven's
slipping slow through
your hand

Sweet lavender
can't remember
what it felt like
running trough
the rye