dance, when you're broken open 
dance, if you've torn the bandage off 
dance in the middle of the fighting 
dance in your blood 
dance when you're perfectly free 

life’s water flows from darkness 
search the darkness, do not run from it 
the moon appears for the night travelers 
be watchful, when the moon is full 

if you want the moon 
do not hide from the night 
if you want a rose 
do not run from the thorns 
if you want love 
do not hide from yourself

it's your road, and yours alone 
others may walk it with you 
but no one can walk it for you

remember, the entrance to the sanctuary is inside you

i choose to love you in silence 
for in silence i find no rejection 

i choose to love you in loneliness 
for in loneliness no one owns you but me 

i choose to adore you from a distance 
for distance will shield me from pain 

i choose to kiss you in the wind 
for the wind is gentler than my lips 

i choose to hold you in my dreams 
for in my dreams, you have no end 

you have no idea how hard i've looked 
for a gift to bring you 
nothing seemed right 
what's the point of bringing gold to 
the gold mine, or water to the ocean 

everything i came up with was like 
taking spices to the orient 
it's no good giving my heart and my 
soul because you already have these 

so i've brought you a mirror 
look at yourself and remember me 

play for love, my glorious musician 
keep playing your inspiring tunes, do not stop 
you are my only friend, the solace of my soul 
don’t leave now that my heart has fallen in love 
feeling so tender and open to pain 

unlike man’s sorrows that taste bitter 
love’s pain is sweet, do not avoid it 
for if it leaves you even for a moment 
your heart will turn into a tomb and 
you into a mourner 

embrace the pain of love 
let it be your comfort 
and the sorrows of the night will end 

lovers find secret places 
inside this violent world 
where they make transactions 
with beauty

listen to the story of the reed 
as it laments the pain of separation: 
since they have cut me from my reed bed 
my wails bring tears to both woman and man 
those ripped away from their beloved 
know my song 
having been cut from the source, 
they long to return 
in celebrations, i laugh with those laughing 
and in sadness, i cry with those grieving 
the divine secrets are not separate from my cries 
but only those who are cooked in the fire of love will hear them 
these secrets are for the heart, not for eyes or ears 
it is fire, not wind that makes me sing! 
if you don’t have this fire, 
you might as well be dead 
oh, how can the uncooked 
know the majesty of the fire of love? 
if you meet the uncooked, 
don’t sing, don’t preach 
instead listen to my advice: 
say goodbye and leave. 

the minute i heard my first love story 
i started looking for you, not knowing 
how blind that was 
lovers don’t finally meet somewhere 
they’re in each other all along