Why is the lion still here, outside?
Why is our bravery tested?
Haven't we proved that our love can't be moved?
Isn't it time we are rested?
Why does the lion keep fear so alive
Instead of just letting us live
In harmonious states where we all can just thrive
And give what we're able to give?
Why does the lion still tear at our legs?
How can she still have such hunger?
She's fed on our hearts and our tongues yet still begs
Through the night, terrorizing our slumber
The minds of our best are kidnapped, imprisoned
Soon they will all disappear
The walls have grown tall, the wildflowers wild
The fate of our striving unclear
Broken and bleeding, bruised and accosted
We wonder if there's hope of winning
And then hope of sleeping, we are so exhausted
And then hope of something beginning
To rise from the floor of the ring and hear someone sing
Is it my voice, or, better yet, ours?
Or everyone's, everyone's starting to bring
Intention that scrubs and that scours
Scours the filth from the light, leaving us sparkling bright
And preparing the llama's return
I love you, I love you, forever tonight
And I will love you forever, you'll learn