Halou

A perfectly symmetrical design

Delicate, unaffected by the hands of time

Can one know intentions

Of what has created you

Can one ever be certain

That their perception is true



Show me your inner workings

I trust you implicitly

This must be what gods are for

Carry me across the water

Hold my hands to meet horizons

Things i'd never see alone

This must be what gods are for

Carry me across the water



Could it be that i have been wrong

Could it be the answers

Have been here all along

No look to make things awkward

These things are understood

With confidence it catches

And we wish to god it would