The mist shines in its cavern like flesh.
Washes your salts right from my tongue.
Wade through a velvet vision of you.
A dazzling worship of the morning sun.

Until the waves crash in and stand you up again.
Until the waves crash in and turn you over.

Sing me the mantras of forgiveness.
I’m on my knees at the base of the world.
Harness the rising mist of your song.
Carry me over, and into you girl.

Moving stronger it appears to be.
When you're standing over me.
Holding tedious misery when history
Seems to be repeating back on me.

Until the waves crash in and stand you up again.
Until the waves crash in and turn you over.

Sing me the mantras of forgiveness.
I’m on my knees at the base of the world.
Harness the rising mist of your song.
Carry me over, and into you girl.

The leaves unfurl an ancient scroll, the architect is blind.
The man who knows the most of love, is waiting there in line.
My veins are filled with unknown prayers, and I am reconciled.
I need to be forgiven soon or else I’ll be exiled.

Until the waves crash in and stand you up again.
Until the waves crash in and turn you over.

Sing me the mantras of forgiveness again.
I’m on my knees and I need it now and then.
Harness the rising mist of your song.
Carry me over, and into you girl.

Sing me the mantras of forgiveness.
I’m on my knees at the base of the world.
Harness the rising mist of your song.
Carry me over, and into you girl.


© 2001 Benjamin Leopold