Shape of My Tongue

This mirror inside me shows
I can't say what, but can't not know
I run from body
I run from spirit
I do not belong anywhere

I'm not alive
Can you smell the decay?
I'm not alive
Can you smell the decay?

You talk about my craziness
Listen rather to the honed-blade sanity I say
This gourd head on top of a dervish robe
Do I look like someone you know?

I'm not alive
Can you smell the decay?
I'm not alive
Can you smell the decay?

Or if it spills, it drops into God
And rounds into beautiful pearls
I form a cloud over that ocean
And I gather the spillings
I gather the spillings

I'm not alive
Can you smell the decay?
I'm not alive
Can you smell the decay?
I'm not alive
Can you smell the decay?
I'm not alive



Credits
Writer(s): Jalal Ad-din Rumi
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