Condor swirving in a new body
Can hold attention, implant a thought
Like your knife-sharpener in our hands
But I’ll do what I want do do

What was profound about it to you?
We all want to know
Who’s gonna draw it out now for you
Now that I'm gone?
Well, the lake salt draws it out
In eye, in skin, in crown
He swings me around and they instantly surface

Ambidextrous, sharp as a string tip
Help me get back up on top of my game
With a small exercise for my brain
But I’ll do what I want to do

What made the conversation rich?
We all want to know
If you choose to keep my high regard
You’d give details
But sometime months ago, new body came to know
That folks like us lose sight when we’re lost in the blankets