Music, musings and more from the mind of Ben Averch.

Monday, July 31, 2006

the source of love

everytime I wake up, it's the same
the rain is pouring down all over me
and when I think I'm burning through the clouds
storms are rolling up on the horizon

in a silent morning
the space for me to be reborn in
in a blinding rainstorm
the space where everything is transformed
can my world stop spinning
can I find my way to the beginning
'cos I know I'm missing
the love that's at the core of my existence

everytime I'm flying down the highway
I can feel the places left behind
and when I think I've reached my destination
how come I never feel like I arrive

pass through me / renew me / define me / align me to the source of love


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