Concentrate - The Guggenheim Grotto

If I concentrate I can see your curve

The length of you in silhouette

And if I concentrate I can hear your voice

I will tremble those when you get upset

If I really try, the moon appears

It’s come a very long way

To play with your head

And the soles of your feet

Are pressed against my skin

But that’s where it fades

Yeah, that’s how it ends

Though I concentrate

Yes, I concentrate

Oh

If I concentrate, if I give my all

The fog of thoughts evaporate

If I concentrate, I can disappear

Like a ringing church 'neath the perfect lane

And if I lose myself the world appears

Shaking the gold of the sun from her hair

And the soul of the sea is pressed against my mind

Joy in the air, arms open wide

And I concentrate

Yes, I concentrate

Yes, I concentrate

Yes, I concentrate

Oh