Knees black and blue, crawling to you:
It's the sound we make, every breath we take.
Please take us through, calling to you:
Mournful sound we make, every breath we take.
Hate cannot last for long:
Like the violence of the wrong,
Hubris of the strong.
Ease on the ground, peace all around:
No more sound we make, but the breaths we take.
Separateness cease, egos release:
No more sound we make, but the breaths we take.
Love's been here all along:
In the islands of the dawn,
Eyelids of the fawn.
We hide in a crowd, fly on the dance floor,
All we can hope for is now to be found;
We ride on a cloud, our tongue is a trapdoor,
All we can hope for: know the Oversoul.
We ride on a cloud, rightly deserving,
Nothing reserving, proud to be loud;
We stride down the aisle, our bride's by the altar,
Love is what rap's for: she's the goal of soul.
It's always on my mind.
It's always on my mind.
It's always on my mind.
Tranquility is an ability, a karma-burning sk**,
So lose those shoes and chill;
Serenity weds eternity, black-wholed into bliss,
So hug this Third Ball Out world,
Shed head, come taste Earth's kiss.