From the recording Thy Merciful Teeth
Lyrics
SOPHIA
Praying for the white wing to accept what’s inside of me,
So I can see another blue print of my guts
and feel as though they are worth something
Waiting for a cheap trick to send all illusions to the grave,
So I don’t have to wonder why
I have been given rights to live or to die
Saying what is unsaid even though it’s an empty dream,
There are no words to ever capture what is true
which is the strength of the holy sound
Playing with the force fields to bring the myth into the real,
Wherever fear resides I find
I’m drawn into her ghost to prove that I’m alive
I try to stay awake so I can find a way to say what I have seen,
ever since I crawled out into November leaves
and the air filled my lungs with the right to speak
I keep my windows open
just in case a bird of peace comes flying in,
with a message telling me how I’m supposed to live
so that I can give what I was born to give
But they’re still calling “Motel” from the womb
And they’re still yelling “Hotel” from the phone into your room
Though I look for answers it's all chaos inside...
It’s all chaos inside what is orderly,
It is this that provides the mystery,
That we stare at in awe
That we bow down to worship and see when in love
That we witness within the deep mountain range eyes of a child