How did you become a prophet?
How did your feet float off it?
What was the way up?
How did you finish the cup?
On and on I look beyond the gray
I've been sweating out
Someone else's doubt
Softness hides inside
I'm looking for a place
Unashamed, unerased
Honey from the hive
What was the way out
I'm looking to drink from the spout
I'm ungrounded, I'm looking for a field to harvest
So I've been looking in every door
Cutting to every core
I can't help believe and that something waits for me
I've been sweating out
Someone else's doubt
Softness hides inside
I'm looking for a place
Unashamed, unerased
Honey from the hive