Salt and slow, Light with colour, Before long there isn't any bitterness to come, There's space between the water and the sun, As we go through jobs and kettle bells, There's the open, Inside it everything we've ever known, Vibrating through my body and my bones, You know I was a believer of this life I've grown, In passing you have shown, I could follow you into the universe, She's wounded don't you know? But she's got forever to think things through and that's not a luxury for me and you, Stay open, Heavy holds, I cut you with my tongue, Is it love if I'm taking all the things I should not own? The silence , the cosmic, and the whole, You know I was a believer of this life I've grown, In passing you have shown me, I could follow you into the universe, She is wounded, Don't you know me? But she's got forever to think things through and that's not a luxury for me and you, Stay open