[Intro] Who am I? A name? A frame? A fleeting thought? Can all and soul be one, or are they not? [Verse 1] I am the whole only when I let go, fall back to the order no matter can show, a drop in the ocean, dissolved in the flow. [Pre-Chorus] Yet difference exists in relation alone, a self that returns and holds what is known, binding the space as a force of its own. [Chorus] This space is love, in coherence it stays, a memory-field of experienced ways. [Verse 2] But sometimes the being folds into its core, and hides from the source it once knew before. The broken flow circles, self-bound in disguise, truth waits in silence behind all the lies. [Bridge] Not this, not that. All else I release, from the whole I subtract what does not bring peace. [Outro] What remains, when all else is undone: I am that I am. The only one.
