Mary's Mind

What is my purpose, what am I?
Before an object, now a mind
Feel the profane and the profound
Experience the all-around
Reality as lived through sound

So small and helpless in your might
No greater demon in my sight
My strings, I find them in your hand
A power I can't understand
I beg you, let me be a man

Right and left and right again
Up and down below
Dancing to the beat of my heart
Only thought, no will

Dance!

These guiding strings shall be removed
Cut off the source I find in you
A mediocre piece of art
To satisfy your greedy heart
But at the seams, I come apart



Credits
Writer(s): Lauritz Jordan
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