Imagine the end
And now your life
And look down on your bleeding hands
That keep a human warm
Who you adore
Imagine this human weeping
Complexity of being
Turns emotions into Prudence
Complexity of feelings
They colourise your life
Every impress
Makes a bloom awake in us
Now imagine
How the thorns will blossom in you
(Complexity of Feeling)
Imagine the end
And now your life
And look down on your bleeding hands
That keep a human tight
Who you adore
Imagine then, you are weeping
Complexity of being
Turns emotions into Prudence
Complexity of feelings
They colourise your life
Every impress
Makes a bloom awake in us
Now imagine
How the thorns will blossom in you
(The Complexity of Feeling)