The Mind is it’s Own Place

All these thoughts
They seem to be much better gone
Waiting at the footsteps of God

And all of you have to seem much better on
Chasing back the footsteps all lost
Our mind, has to wander on on
Heart is leaking in the right spot

Our minds, they seem better on
Waiting at the footsteps of God
And love, we seem better off
Chasing back the footsteps we lost

Oh, we've lost
Oh we've lost our way
Start over when we've been through

We've been through
And so have you
So have you
So have-

All the little hospitals come whisper in the dark
Medicine won't help you if you have a broken heart
Swollen, swirling pistils pasting just like nature made
Life forms into colors forming shades that never fade
Swim across the apple then forget all of your days
This is where your sickness turns to everlasting praise