Cultivate

Always abide, by the laws of love 

Speak in tongues to the lord above 

And paint me a picture, and lick my wounds

Assert my dependance, in the shape of you

Confide in anyone, and distrust yourself

Anyone ever needed anything, the ongoing search for contentment 

And realise there's nothing wrong, but internal self resentment 

We call upon the governess to cultivate our wonder

Who's to know, from what we find, the love that we can plunder