The Unknowing

Hey, brother

Make way for patience

Or there is a chance

To breath through frustration

Pick it up

Fill it up

Not splashing a single drop

There is a lot of peace

Tranquility

On the calm surface of the heart

Hey, sister

Have you been the drama?

It becomes more severe

Every time you fall from grace

A strain of history

Heavy on the shoulders

And the world

It moves forever on

And after the mourning

Morning has gone

It is time again

To journey towards home

The perpetual flame is ever waiting

For the one who sees

All that is done

At last no reason, a sensation

To slay anymore

The silent hounds are all asleep

And the world it moves forever on

Here

On the calm surface of the heart