Common Ground

In the silence of our common ground
In that eternal ripple growing out out out out out
I'll hang around for one more cloud to pass then take you home
To the silence of our common ground

I'm making you my religion
I found something ancient in the silence of our common ground
In the silence of our common ground

Times like these
Make words like real
Define themselves
Times like these
Make words like real
Define themselves

In the perpetual hum of unison
In it's physical tangible nature
In unbridled laughter
In new grass
And the slow decay of self

Times like these
Make words like real
Define themselves
Times like these
Make words like real
Define themselves