Lyrics: Celestial Season. Monumenta.

Put down your load and go to sleep
Until your ready to
Wipe all the burden of your sleeve
Do what you think you should

Released from matter you'll be free
Be free from agony
But your so proud, waitress
Do love your sister, girl

You look good and you're certainly precious
But honey your so confused
It's okay an eye on the exit
Freaked out and veiled

I see your face in the middle of traffic
So tender and full of charm
Free yourself, see yourself, free yourself
Hold on