The Come Apart

What’s Your Myth?
What’s Your Story?
What’s Your Wound?
Where’s The Glory?
You’re out of touch, But you’re not out of time

Always leaving, Alway going
Always needing, Always knowing
How to find your way, that’s why you never stay

And to know yourself
The healing art
The healing is the come apart
The combining of your light and dark
The healing is the come apart

Alway talking, always knowing
Always going, always showing
You’re out of touch, but you’re not out of time

Always feeling, always dealing
Always reeling, always kneeling
You’re out of touch, but you’re not out of time

To know yourself, the hidden art
The healing is the come apart
So brace yourself, its getting dark
The healing is the come apart

To lose yourself is a forbidden art
But there’s healing in the come apart
So close the door and board the Ark
There’s healing in the come apart

Always feeling, always knowing, always healing, always growing
Always feeling, always knowing, always healing, always growing

When dying to self becomes and art, The healing is the come apart
When losing self, the head and heart
There’s healing in the come apart
The healing is the come apart
The healing IS the come apart.