….or is it “OVERstand”…. at any rate, I digress…

Sometimes, I understand what it means to withdraw from the outside world.

It doesn’t mean that you’re crazy.

Sometimes, I understand what it means to have it all – visual perfection, accolades, fame….

And then just STOP.

Sometimes, I understand how it feels for the outside world to blame a man.

But that’s so simplistic.  So primal.  So easy. Did they ever think that the LOVE craving for a woman is the same base emotion for a connection with the CREATOR?

Sometimes, LOVE lost (or found) may be the catalyst.

But it’s understating the value of finding peace, regardless of the catalyst that’s important. It’s the missing link that other people may not quite get….yet.

Sometimes, it takes completely breaking away from everyone that used to deify your name, hang on your every word, worship your presence…

Before you are truly able to connect with your CORE.

Sometimes, it takes looking crazy in the present, to be overstood in the future.

(Listen to me now, believe me later on)

Sometimes, I get where she’s coming from (and where she dwells)

But I still miss her……

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[Verse 1]
Moving down the streams of my lifetime
Pulls the fascination in my sleeve
Cooling off the fire of my longing
Boiling off my cold within his heat
Melting down the walls of inhibition
Evaporating all of my fears
Baptizing me into complete submission
Dissolving my condition with his tears
[Chorus]
He’s just like the water
I ain’t felt this way in years
He’s just like the water
I ain’t felt this way in years
[Verse 2]
Coursing through my senses, he’s prevailing
Floating through the space of my design
Drowning me to find my inside sailing
Drinking in the mainstream of his mind
Filling up the cup of my emotions
Spilling over into all I do
If I only I could get lost in his ocean
Surviving on the thought of loving you
[Chorus]
He’s just like the water
I ain’t felt this way in years
He’s just like the water, the water
I ain’t felt this way in years
[Verse 3]
Bathing in the fountain of his essence
He causes my expression to remain
Humbled on a mountain by his presence
Washing my intentions with his name
Sealing off the floodgates of his passions
Saving all his liquid for his own
Moisturizing me to satisfaction
In my imagination? No no!
He’s pouring out his soul to me for hours and hours
Drawing out my nature with his hands
Yearning I’m so thirsty for his power
Burning to be worthy of his land
[Chorus]
He’s just like the water
I ain’t felt this way in years
He’s just like the water
I ain’t felt this way in years
[Ad Libs Remainder]
Cleaning me
He’s purging me
And moving me around
He’s bathing me
And he’s claiming me
And moving me around
Around and around and around
And around
Watching me, claiming me
Moving me around
He’s purging me
He’s been cleaning me
And moving me around
And around…

“Find HEAVEN in yourself and GOD, girl….”