Karma is balancing no one owes anyone anymore
Colours in a shower head mysteries of the vanishing tear drops
And art is for the architect everybody builds their own monuments
Still I can't help but think is it our alchemy?
Entanglement, as India holds up her hair
But over and over still it's you
The vultures of judgment hovering
And still entangled
As India holds up her hair
I'm holding back
Masters of therapy Masters of infinite energies
If it's all chemical what are these chemicals telling me
And drowning in magnolia I can hardly think for myself these days
Yet still I can't help but think is it the weight of entanglement
And over and over still it's you
The vultures of judgment hovering
And tell me am I still my own cage
And still entangled
As india holds up her hair
I'm holding back