Puddled

Feel the heart see the pain 
my god, it's strange 
walk outside, April rain 
Undecided winds smack in the face 
Empty curves nothing but space 
Up and down in circles 
Know the place 
Squeeze the life, Love, Spirit 
out of yourself, its better that way 
Rokc, Back and forth to the sound 
of the trees, chin to your fucking knees