Black then white are all I see in my infancy.
Red and yellow then came to be, reaching out to me, lets me see.
As below so above and beyond I imagine, drawn beyond the lines of reason...
Push the envelope, watch it bend.

Over thinking, over analyzing separates the body from the mind.
Withering my intuition, missing opportunities and I must
Feed my will to feel my moment calling way outside the lines.

Black then white are all I see in my infancy.
Red and yellow then came to be, reaching out to me, lets me see
There is so much more and beckons me to look thru to these infinite possibilities.
As below so above and beyond I imagine, drawn outside the lines of reason...
Push the envelope, watch it bend.

Over thinking, over analyzing separates the body from the mind.
Withering my intuition leaving opportunities behind.
Feed my will to feel this moment urging me to cross the line.
Reaching out to embrace the random, reaching out to embrace whatever may come.

I embrace my desire to...I embrace my desire to...
Feel the rhythm, to feel connected, enough to step aside and weep like a widow
To feel inspired, to fathom the power,
To witness the beauty, to bathe in the fountain,
To swing on the spiral...swing on the spiral
Swing on the spiral of our divinity and still be a human.

With my feet upon the ground I lose myself between the sounds and
Open wide to suck it in I feel it move across my skin I'm
Reaching up and
Reaching out, I'm reaching for the random or whatever will bewilder me
Whatever will bewilder me
And on our wings of will and wind we may just go where noone's been we'll
Ride the spiral to the end and may just go where noone's been.

Spiral out, keep going.
Spiral out, keep going.
Spiral out, keep going
Spiral out, keep going.