Life on a loom, woven thick woven cool Colors stream through the spool moving down Deep into dark, where the rest of my heart Waits in silence, waits in patience, for your time
I know a song that my world has known Since I was just a babe in womb I don't belong in the lotus throng who forgot their own names and they died too soon
You're like a winter constellation, so cold Such a clarity of something so old I know you You left me breadcrumbs on the table I set You are the feast and I'll find you yet
Life on a loom, woven thick and cool I see it all and I'm overwhelmed At what there was before and what there is to be When all I need to know Is how to rest and be In my time In your time In this time