I’m sure I heard you, doc

I thought I saw you, doc, in this ward standing there

I need to speak to a doctor, about the state I’m in

The Buddhists here, they say I’m looking back at myself

In a country, but a giant psyche ward, now

If we’re all Buddha’s here, and I see myself in them?

But madness led me here can I see myself, then?

Then Buddha’s in a desert of Buddha in my head

And in this ward, this desert night we’ve met,

In all us Buddha’s, already not there – fled –

There life arises yet – I thought I heard you, doc,

You spoke like jesus with a demonaic, with love,

Brought life to a desert, a rose, you appeared there