Amidst sleepless nights
Are the wandering thoughts
Suppressing fear
Of separateness
Due to herd conformity
That love is some feelings
We should gain.
The insanity
When you're far away
From the living ecstasy
And now you're thinking
What's wrong with you?
That you could not be able
To let the drug stay.
Honey, you always tell yourself
That love is art.
Love is art.
You always forgot it.
Dig deeper, my love.
