The Apple - Vajra

There’s a dull ache deep inside my head

Endlessly nibbling on my good sense

And this scar festers, it just won’t mend

Lingering like the oil on the riverbed

And I’ve become a witness

Communing at the constants

Seeing only the edge of dawn and dusk

So I delay

This destined departure

Dangling back and forth

Riding this pendulum

Of truth and faith

Afraid to leave this space

This yearning is a reminder

To sit, to listen, reconnect, be open

Let it be

To sit, to listen, reconnect, be open

Let it be

Dispassioned, I was and learned but a few

Took the easier path, set aside my truth

Entombed in the past, repainting memories

I cling to that fiction, I trail helplessly

And I’ve become a witness

Communing at the constants

Seeing only the edge of dawn and dusk

So I delay

This destined departure

Dangling back and forth

Riding this pendulum

Of truth and faith

Afraid to leave this space

This yearning is a reminder

To sit, to listen, reconnect, be open

Let it be

To sit, to listen, reconnect, be open

Let it be

And I’ve become a witness

Communing at the constants

Seeing only the edge of dawn and dusk

So I delay

This destined departure

Dangling back and forth

Riding this pendulum

Of truth and faith

Afraid to leave this space

This yearning is a reminder

To sit, to listen, reconnect, be open

Let it be

To sit, to listen, reconnect, be open

Let it be

Let it be

Let it be

Let it be

Let it be

Let it be