Imagine the end And now your life And look down on your bleeding hands That keep a human warm Who you adore Imagine this human weeping Complexity of being Turns emotions into Prudence Complexity of feelings They colourise your life Every impress Makes a bloom awake in us Now imagine How the thorns will blossom in you (Complexity of Feeling) Imagine the end And now your life And look down on your bleeding hands That keep a human tight Who you adore Imagine then, you are weeping Complexity of being Turns emotions into Prudence Complexity of feelings They colourise your life Every impress Makes a bloom awake in us Now imagine How the thorns will blossom in you (The Complexity of Feeling)