It’s quiet, my soul is on fire
It’s just me here and the Spirit’s heart beating
I still can’t see the world outside
Every birthing begins with a cry Hah, hah
The sky is black; I can’t find a way out
I’m boxing myself, need oxygen to shout
The water’s rising, it’s about to break
The gate’s dilating, I’m wide awake Hah, hah
What’s next? After the water breaks
What’s next? After the water breaks
Peter’s in the garden, asleep again
I’ve been trying so hard to be a good friend
The fire of heaven is on the tip of my tongue
Some won’t listen because we’re so young
And the mind is waiting for the heart to speak
And the body’s aching for the soul to seek
What’s next? After the water breaks
What’s next? After the water breaks
And the ground is pleading for the clouds to cry
And the skin is bleeding from this desert sky
And time is holding the dreams of release
And the boys are fighting in unity and peace