Intention is the broadband

Its the width apart that is encouraging the fire to smolder

How do you let go/salt over the shoulder

Here in the temple time quietly suggests

Why you'd rather not figure out '

What is to blame

Or who is that singing on the broken, spinning record

But even as we let go a little

Yes, clearly there is more to it than that

Finding a wish meters from the well

Coin another, flip sides whatever

Just what is it that keeps disturbing the air?

Windows are pressed open

To move and let the dust retire

Sparkling inside

Maybe your heart's in it this year