Here's my hand you painted on
A circle fades inside a heart
Are you expected here
You whisper in my earSo I wash my hands till the water burns
A circle sits outside a door
Are you expected here
I whisper in your earI'm whole, open
I'm starved, broken
I'm lost and foundI'm an evolutionary sleeperIf letting go means letting be
And the truth beyond the mind is what I needIf letting go means letting be
And the truth beyond the mind is what I see
I'm an evolutionary sleeper
