For G 6

That i cant see you, that what appeared was that hideous parasite, smokin joe, that people are all in on it, and i am in pain, G, because of it

That the sun warms me is good, that the birds talk is good, that i can sometimes see you, warms my heart sings to your spirit like a bird calls to the sun

Arise Spirit, from the mud

So loving you, G, is a pain in my heart, yet, loving you, G, is good