Lyrics

beneath the surface of the world, the pure source pulses
light pierces through, yet truth flows like a shadow,
never held in our hands – we look, but see
only what reflects back from our own gaze.

something stirs deep within, formless yet real,
energy flows though its origin is unknown,
a tension pulls us like a river’s current,
unseen but ever-present, moving us along.

on every level of existence, reality shifts,
sometimes a sharp, blinding brightness,
sometimes a faint flicker escaping closed eyelids,
we chase it, but something still divides, urging us onward.

somewhere, someone must see it all at once,
not through time’s prism, not fractured by thought,
but like a river that flows without obstacle,
passing through us as we struggle to grasp the wave.

He knows where the energy comes from,
He knows why it flows while we lose ourselves
in its currents – He holds every light and shadow,
and we walk only in the footprints He leaves behind.