Imagine the end

And now your life

And look down on your bleeding hands

That keep a human warm

Who you adore

Imagine this human weeping

Complexity of being

Turns emotions into Prudence

Complexity of feelings

They colourise your life

Every impress

Makes a bloom awake in us

Now imagine

How the thorns will blossom in you

(Complexity of Feeling)

Imagine the end

And now your life

And look down on your bleeding hands

That keep a human tight

Who you adore

Imagine then, you are weeping

Complexity of being

Turns emotions into Prudence

Complexity of feelings

They colourise your life

Every impress

Makes a bloom awake in us

Now imagine

How the thorns will blossom in you

(The Complexity of Feeling)