Evolutionary Sleeper

Evolution...

Here's my hand, you paint on
A circle fades inside a heart.
Are you expected here?
You whisper in my ear.

So I wash my hands 'til the water burns,
A circle sits outside a door.
Are you expected here?
I whisper in your ear.

I'm whole, open,
I'm starved, broken,
I'm lost and found.
I'm an Evolutionary Sleeper.
An Evolutionary Sleeper.

If letting go means letting be
And the truth beyond the mind is what I need.
If letting go means letting be
And the truth beyond the mind is what I see.

I'm an Evolutionary Sleeper.