Make Space

Make Space
 Make Space
 Make Space
 For a state of Grace
 Don't you know your busy schedules is just a tool you use
 It keeps you asleep
 It prevents you from deepening into the arms of Love
 But the truth is
 The door to the house of Goddess stands open
 And she's always her
 Just waiting, hoping
 That you will make
 Some space
 To take a break
 To breath
 To rest
 From the mindless grind
 Of the trap rat race for that face to face embrace
 With Grace
 So here is the question
 Will you love learn Love's lesson
 Can you pause and listen
 Do you take a chance and make the choice
 For that still small voice
 Will you make a date with fate before she sighs
 (Zucht)
 Too Late
 And once again you realize
 You've missed your chance
 For that long, slow dance
 With your demonic dream girl
 And ones again you realize
 Too Late...
 Your whole mad world was just a whirl
 A swirl along the surface of a future imperfect,
 Tense, nervous, a headache, a fake of baked mistake
 And you are only awake
 Too Late...
 As the lights go out, shouting
 WAIT!
 I am not done
 I mean, I had some fun, but,
 Surely there was more I could have been,
 I've been asleep and dreaming.
 And what's worse
 I've been having nightmares
 I missed the sunrise
 I missed the day
 My eyes stayed shut
 I lost my way
 And the last, last ray's
 Of the setting sun, sink fast
 Into the endless rest
 Into the edgeless, restless ocean
 Of unconsciousness.
 There is so much beauty
 So much beauty
 So much, so .
 How do we let duty
 Take up so much time
 It's a crime
 So make Space
 Make Space
 Make Space now
 Make Space
 For that face to face embrace with Grace
 She's waiting
 Just anticipating
 That you will call
 To hear the good news
 The Goddess loves You
 You You
 For you are all
 The time is not a torture
 Time is more like
 A jewel to her
 A ring around her finger.
 So linger along
 Relax and smile
 Because eternity is in love with us
 Productions of time
 Switch off the phone
 Tune in, turn on
 And wake up!
 No one will miss you
 They've got their own issues
 So many places to go
 So many people to see
 So many things to do
 And so many facts to know.
 So
 Make Space
 Make Space
 Make Space now
 Because you never know
 When love's row's
 Might come again
 No you never know
 When loves row's
 And bloom again
 Make Space
 For that State of Grace
 She is waiting ...