from the void, desires are being born
each breath that one takes, another is taking form

yet in the space between all thoughts, on the crest of every wave,
a quiet voice is speaking out, amidst the chaos and the pain

and if you ever notice it, the voice does not judge, nor does it blame
your regrets and your desires, to it they are all the same

in the space between all thoughts, on the crest of every wave
A quiet voice is speaking out amidst the chaos and the pain

and it’s asking you a question: “Are you the one I’m looking for?,
If you’re not, I will stop asking, and I will trouble you no more.”

With earnestness and passion, honesty and will,
let your mind be silent, and let your heart be still

in the space between all thoughts, on the crest of every wave
A quiet voice is speaking out amidst the chaos and the pain

If you think you might be willing, if you could maybe spare the time,
To have a little conversation with the voice of the Divine

but I know you are so busy, and I see your heart it isn’t mine,
so I guess I’ll go and ask another, if they’d like to see me shine

I might stop back to see you, on the flip side of a rhyme,
but chances are we will not meet again until the moment that you’re dying