Lyrics by Indi Riverflow

There’s a little light inside my vain
Occluded obtuse overeager brain
It flickers off and flickers on again
Like the lamp of a darting subway train
I dearly wish I could find the switch
But it proves to be an elusive glitch

Sometimes when the lines are cut
No one out there appears to hear
The door seems shut and nothing sings
As I bundle up in blankets of fear
Call and call but nothing rings
Then all at once you’re there
As if you were waiting for me to appear

{Chorus}
What I ask and what you bring
Are always very different things
It always comes around
So sing, Muse, sing

I pray may my fingers catch on fire
I swear I will not repent the burn
Immolation tends to inspire
Before the direction turns

Taste of sugar on the tongue
Dissolving all too fast
Savor every elevated rung
The magic rarely lasts

{Bridge}
The silent lady sings a story
I do not understand
Grasp and gasp at whirling gas
The cost of used up youth
Drawing patterns in swirling sand
Stepping up to the Oracle’s booth
Asking after all a cryptic riddle
To fill with thrill or to spill the swill
The golden cup of holy will
Confer some name
On this unoccupied frame
So we may come to a combination
Of half-hinted eternal truths
Ringing with inspiration
That will somehow fail to sound the same
As any other iteration

{Chorus}

The spark travels and unravels
Wherever it finds the will
Follows any path which won’t resist
Until the chalice has been filled
Or the mark has been irrevocably missed
The embryonic verse
Abortively killed
And written off as cursed

There are days that have no vibe
The continuum seems flat and plain
Only emptiness describes
The dull ineffable pain
Which insists on trying to inscribe
The blank sheet become my brain

Five dimensions must align
For anything holy to be done
Dots and lines and circles and time
Combine with mind inside the sun

You never yet
Have seen fit to let
A patient petitioner down
Never have I known
A Muse to leave
A pure enough poet
With heart on sleeve
Alone in the void to drown

{Chorus}