Clear vision come to me Take every thought and make them agree Fiend Negativity I'm tired from our war, tempted to concede Inability to see There's no control, my dear Awakened by bleak surrealness of fear There's not controlling me Bind me, I'll break from every degree Inability to exist and be Feel you reach for me Warmth from the hands that loosen me free Inability ever to concede Everything I need is here standing before me