When there is nothing to catchAnd nothing is catching you,You are free;From all your separations!

I sit beside the momentThat stares at silenceBefore anything could happen

One day, you would see,You have dropped your attire,The dirt you are carrying on your shoulderAnd your entire self!

You will send me to the asylum for the truth,I know, I know!But before,Look within your skin,Hey, can you see me there?