Indian Style

Don't bother me
 I'm meditating
 On the ground
 Floating, Indian Style
 Hoping for
 Some peace of mind
 Where were you,
 When I went blind?
 The air, it grooves, around the room
 Forcing me
 To notice all the in-betweens
 That is change
 The air
 It circulates
 Around
 The other way
 The faster, hey
 Of clear direction
 Straight projection
 I've been concentrating
 Way too hard
 On the difference between
 The grave divorce
 I've been concentrating
 Way too hard
 On the difference between
 The grave divorce
 And me
 I'm waking up
 From a senseless form
 Of goodnight sleep
 I feel as if
 I'm tied down to the ground
 By severed arms and hands
 My friends and family
 That's how much they care about me
 They went through all of this pain to help
 They knew I couldn't do it myself
 And I've been concentrating way too hard
 On the difference between
 The grave, grave divorce
 I've been concentrating way too hard
 On the difference between
 The grave, grave divorce
 Oh, I've been concentrating way too hard
 On the difference between
 The grave divorce and me