Muddy Water

I wonder how these little minds can conceive of god
When they confine him to one spec of dust in the universe?
- George Van Tassel channeling Ashtar Sheran, 1956

[Verse 1]
Muddy water like a piece of ancient church glass flowing
We're on the darkest stretch, but the bend ahead is glowing
Float past the trees, bent by the breeze
Toward the lost, the always existing
Behind the wall, not quite showing
Above the muddy water

[Verse 2]
Staring from the banks are the old lies I've been throwing
Yeah a lie is still a lie, while the brightest minds are blowing
One day I'll see all of the eyes
Of the ones who swore that I won't die alone
I won't cry when I'm going

[Bridge]
Know my name
Swear that I
Made my noise
Paid the debt I'm owing
To the muddy water

[Verse 3]
Would you take me in this peculiar way I'm showing
What's left of the mind after love, silence, and home?
One day I'll be joined to the breeze with the lost
The always existing, behind the wall, always knowing
What's beyond the muddy water