I’m afraid I’ve gone quite delusional

because what’s the fun in being usual

Is it possible to fuse with all

Or is that merely the muse I call

To be honest, I don’t want to be with you

In a never ending, ranting feud

Take your oneness, and consider my doneness

I am choosing Peace this time

And what’s in the highest, utmost interest of mine

I can’t give you power you won’t receive

And I can’t make you cower and refuse to believe

All I can do is plant the seed

And remind you of your divinity

I’m afraid I’ve gone quite delusional

because I fail when I try to be usual

Is it possible to fuse with all

And is that even the muse’s call

To be honest, I want to be with you

In a never ending, enchanting two

Take your oneness and refuse to Love less

I am choosing Peace this time

And what’s in the highest, utmost interest of thine