[Intro: sampled]
One, two, three, fire!
[Chorus: The Busker]
Study your existence every day
Find what demonstrates what makes you levitate
We're all formed from stardust and energy
And electricity - powered by our destiny
So discover your power source - connect with it
Put the effort in, oh and eventually
Become a Student of Existence
Fuelled by the influence, ignoring all the ignorance (hey)
[Verse 1: Wulf Fischer]
The eye of the storm is
Where the life you were born with
Takes its shape at an amazing rate
And then writes its own format
Life is important
But I don't think it's valued in currency, but as something sentimental
Based on what you strive to accomplish
In this cyclone you're caught in
Right as you walk in
There's a difficult decision on what to live for in the big storm
Conduct life through lightning or is your ship's course
Dictated by the wind's force as it shifts, or
Does thunder inform you
When it's gonna' be
Important to run
Do you evade the rain
Like it's the Ace of Spades
You are the paper plane that sunk
It doesn't matter and that is the beauty of it
You can exist for the seas or the reflection that the moon has on them
Life is a student project - you are the student on it
Now go examine existence or it may lose importance
Conduct experiments on what you feel is relevant
But you only get one test result so you better give it the best you got
[Chorus: Mitchell James]
[Verse 2: Wulf Fischer]
Envision yourself as an exhibit, take note of the flaws you see
Craft effigies of the illusions you wish that you could've been
(Th-th-th-think you couldn't be!)
For we are about to burn them, deface the idols you thought you'd deem
Worthy to be the influence over your core beliefs
Hordes and legions within your warring cerebrum
Would claw and screech in - efforts to a**ert their power as they fought for freedom
Over your self-schema, and you are starting to believe them
Because paradigms power perspective
In example - how to a**ess things
And when it's best for you to count your blessings
Or when you should be down in the trenches
I'm sorry for how this message sounds like a lesson
Like I'm patronising you about your ethics
I'm just annoyed by the fact that you doubt your effort
To mount your defences against this powerful weapon
That is often called outward depression
Now go and write your autobiography
About the kaleidoscopically
Experimental existence that you study throughout your timeless odyssey
[Chorus: Mitchell James]