Deakin
Good House
By my hands or with fire
I’ll be cleaning black temples that I’d built in defense
My polishing shines I find
Spent my time fearing age
And retreating from answers to the questions I’d asked
In each passing stage I poked myself blind
I lost time
I lost minds

You might find that there’s eyes
You might find only your eyes
Well retrain them to send
At first just pretend
But later for searching much further
Each trial leaves you open
Decide you’re light
Cause brother it’s time
You’ll always find life

Hold on
Keep up
I’ll show you inside
In this
Good house for it’s light
I spend all my time
Here taste good bread
I bake for my mind
Inside I fold my well lived advice
It says
When you feel tired
There’s more left inside
Slow down
Breathe deep
If you cry in mourning revive
Lay down
Be quiet
Is this how we pray?
My hands
Can show us the way
But feel how they shake

Too bright
But then too dim
You always find reasons you’re frightened
So frightened
That you won’t go in
And reason may fight you
So even then

Don’t wait
Feel shy
Come sit at your place
Cause you can
Your body rewired
You may feel strange

Breathe in without
Breathe out you’re alright
Breathe in with all
Breathing out all that shame
No cowering fright
Keep building up waves
Replenish in flight

So I breathe my way down
And I breathe my way deeper
When I’ve grown I ascend
At sea see my hands
They’re stretching much further and stronger they’re holding my life to the fire
No tries
Fire builds fire

Shiva come home
I’m ready to play
When we dance
Great heights are required
I won't feel ashamed

Divine and spun right round
The center unwinds you’re unfolding
Divine and spinning round
Your pleasure is binding
And held in trance

As I spin
I grow
Embracing decay
With each turn
Delight comes alive
Loss slipping away

Breathe in without
Breathe out
You’re alright
Breathe in with all
Spit out all that rage
You're safe now, don’t fight
Your body’s engaged
Just flow and get right
Like following angels
You're following angels