the glow of being

Come bring me your problems Come bring me your problems Drop them at my feet No guarantee that I'm gonna solve them But I promise we can sit and listen to our rhythm Sit and listen to our rhythm, now baby There's no need to speak with full biographies being written When we can see Clearly for the first time Only to realize our limits on intimacy So we freeze and squeeze ourselves dry Too tired to try but equally too tried to wait Though I commiserate I see the rose gold aurora That roars to your crown From your feet And reminds me of the beauty That's to bask in the glow of just being It reminds me of the beauty that's To bask in the glow of just being Being in stillness Being with Without judgment Without abuses Without the worst we see Bask in the glow of being with me Bask in the glow of being with me Bask in the glow of being