Hang up the phone and lay my body in the grass
God, it feels good to be quiet
There is an answer but it sure ain't coming fast
Can't pay a surrogate to find it

Prism of light
Whisper in the trees
Wake up the child
Inside of me

There's a high high heat in my body
Heaven only knows what I need
But if you see light, and you see it shining
Promise you will point it out to me

We're in the coven staring at a fever moon
We're all filthy with desire
My hollow heart tries to step out from under
But my spirit's just so tired

There's a high high heat in my body
Heaven only knows what I need
But if you see light, and you see it shining
Promise that you'll point it out to me

Then I'll be a prism of light
Then I'll be a prism of light
Then I'll be a prism of light
Then I'll be a prism of light
Then I'll be a prism of light
Then I'll be a prism of light
Then I'll be a prism of light
Then I'll be a prism of light
Then I'll be a prism of light