Turning Your Tears Into Breath

By: Moonlight Drive

Through the eyes of the Shaman, everything is gold.
Everything is sweet.
Everything is cared.
Everything is adored.

Love dripping from my fingertips.
All is one.
Purity of the crisp, diamond moon.
Fiery passion of the ever-changing sun.

The Guru touches my face,
I am unworthy to his presence.
He is perfection.
He is an icon.

He lights up the darkness,
burning up the evil within.
He shines the sorrow of my heart.
Chiseling a smile to my face.
The Shaman shapes me into the gem he wants me to be.

We stand in the sky,
surrounded by the glass stars.
I am laced up together,
wrapped in glittering life.

I am his dream, he is my love, I want to scream.