THIS SIMPLE PLAIN

The plan was simple
come back cleansed and purified
without clothes thorn
And hearts burned

Failures exist right next to achievements
Suspended in-between are we

Imagination
Salivation
And the corridor of dreams
Open the door
enter
taste the cream

All your senses heightened
All your muscles tightened
Touched by strokes of desire
Finding your balance
on the balancing wire

All that was death comes alive
Once there was hunger
Now abolished is your strife

Come stretch out
and lie on this simple plain
Come dream simple dreams
Come dream simple dreams
On this simple plain