Depressed
My blues shine nothing
In the darkness,
Black stone is carved out
And placed on my heart chakra
Making it hard to breathe,
Fire and flower on the crown.
Dive into the dark blue lake
Where I watch the sun set and the moon rise
Changing the tide
Along the sand passageway,
I stir among the branches
Of an ancient tree of death.
In the darkness,
Black stone is carved out
And placed on my heart chakra
Making it hard to breathe,
Fire and flower on the crown.
Dive into the dark blue lake
Where I watch the sun set and the moon rise
Changing the tide
Along the sand passageway,
I stir among the branches
Of an ancient tree of death.