Oh the sweetest spot
Oh when it's gone, it's gone
Don't make me suffer for that
Just allow me a final divine act
Between the hurt
And the tender song
Between the flash
And the thunder's drum
There is a godly state
Where the real and the dream may consummate
Oh the sweetest spot
Oh when it's gone, it's gone
Don't make me suffer for that
Just allow me a final divine act
Between the womb and end
Between the break and the mend
Between the want and the get
Between bone dry and the dripping wet
It's in the holy ghost of air
Between two hands held in prayer
There is a godly state
Where the real and the dream may consummate
Oh the sweetest spot
Oh when it's gone, it's gone
Don't make me suffer for that
Just allow me a final divine act