Center on the wide horizon.
Focus on the galaxy.
Sweep away your expectations.
And recognise your enemies.
But here you`re talking to yourself,
You`re stripping off for someone else.
You`ve got to learn to love yourself,
It`s all that counts; there`s little else.
You`re always looking for affection
And all its possibilities.
Your sense of searching for attention,
Emerging need of gravity.
I think you think you`re someone else,
You`ve got to learn to save yourself
Before you find there`s nothing left,
But bitterness and holiness.