[ Featuring Ira Wolf ]
In shades of every color
Light glides around the room
The beauties overwhelming
Can you see it too?
The house is filled with orchids
They pour ore ever vase
A scene to be devoured
A holy place
I'm not a face
I'm not a figure
I'm not a number or a sign
A glance outside the window
A gaze into myself
A spark becomes an ember
If I were someone else
I'm not a face
I'm not a figure
I'm not a number or a sign
I'm not a name
I'm not a mind
I am a witness
