the door swung open, open wide
without a shiver like a brand new bride
the drunks salute me from corners so dark
I'm building my palace from old tree bark
like a flower I blossom slowly
within the hour you won't even know me
losing my grip I drop my sword
I shattered it now here comes the hoard
CHORUS »
I know I'm running out of time
I know I'm running out of space
losing my will to fight
losing my will to live
losing my will to breath
but that's all right (×3)
the acorn falls not far from the tree
I guess I know now what you think of me
I smell the smoke I fan the fire
swallowed whole now by my own desire
This is not a suicide song. This is another Kabalah inspired song. The chorus means losing My will but embracing God's will. The imagery is all Kabalistic. The door swung open, open wide -the call is issued will you respond? Without a shiver like a brand new bride -like a woman who is determined and sure to be married, not a freak out crying breakdown full of uncertainty. The drunks salute me from corner's so dark -I am leaving the sensate world for the spiritual. I'm building my palace from old tree bark -my new beginning is tenuous at best and fragile. Like a flower I open slowly, within the hour you won't even know me -the Lotus blossom of spiritual enlightenment, at once a slow but instantaneous process. I have become a new person, people from my past either will not recognize me or the change in my life. Losing my grip I drop my sword I shattered it now here comes the hoard -surrendering to spirit, giving up the fight here on earth and becoming vulnerable. The acorn falls not far from the tree -recognizing the divinity within. I guess I know now what you think of me -God knows me and loves me in spite of my flaws. I smell the smoke I fan the fire -the fire of spiritual purification. Swallowed whole now by my own desire -desire for Spirit, total immersion in Spirit.
