My Love Abounds

Work from the principal assumption that the external world
Is your inner world made manifest
And ask yourself where within you is the Amazon burning?

No, Little Finger
Chaos is a mirror
Where within you does it linger?

Love abounds
Can you distil the sound?
My love abounds
Will you compound it?
My love abounds
Can you distil the sound?
My love abounds
Will you compound it?

In the village I grew up
I cried all the lights off the porches
I learned you never fill up
On the things you're gonna miss

My greed took from me
My mind followed my eye
And now when I return
I find my home a lie

How obvious it is
It all a 1 and 0
That love is not for kissing
But as above then so below

My love abounds
Can you distil the sound?
My love abounds
Will you compound it?
My love abounds
Can you distil the sound?
My love abounds
Will you compound it?
My love abounds
Can you distil the sound?
My love abounds
Will you compound it?

Will you compound it?

Work from the principal assumption that the external world is your inner world made manifest and ask yourself where within you is the amazon burning