The Getten Brothers - Miles Per Gaia lyrics

Today's the best day to be alive Creating is what keeps us here Expressions of the drive I don't have a car But my engine runs on energy Not fossil fuels or Hennessey Now I'm feeling this (from the source) From the source More is absorbed The faster our sun runs the course Gaia chasing Sol Most exciting race of all Our galaxy's the road Speed us through the mode Green ,blue, yellow, red stars Seen at night Telescopic eyes Third one on the prize I see my home long gone But I see the phone Light travels like a snail Compared to pure consciousness Supernovas spread matter Is the Universe bottomless? Three dimension, or is there 4? So much space for us to go explore Let's resurrect Atlantis and dead the war This world's too small and the cost is too large One are all, and the one's in charge (x2) Going off on a tangent That's ok, just try and stand it Take a look and realize The beauty of this planet Waterfalls and running streams Wooded lands and open greens Serene deserts, palm trees growing Beautiful life all over glowing Wildcats and elephants Running through the plains Humans writing poetry Some tapping veins There are two sides of this Every coin Don't have to choose either Walk that line and join in (Join in) In the moment, in the aether This present gift is a holy time When it all makes sense And colors start to rhyme I just sit on this bench using my sense More than five (more than five) I'm not defenseless Psychic powers in our nature Taught real young that they will hate ya If you stand out, or don't fit in What a lie no doubt So I fit out (I fit out) Division is the line that must be crossed, erased There's no such thing as cost Cannot be separate War tactics, economic collapses Games of the wealthy tribe Lost their hearts and lost their minds What a dangerous game like suicide k**ing others Personal gain, what if their mothers Were the same as yours The Earth We all zoom from the womb Warm in her arms She supports us and we doom her Pumping out the oil Dumping trash in the sea The fishes can't breathe Now the symptoms The symptoms come to me Neo-shaman Must always see, feel What is heard Telling us, she Gaia wants to raise her children Just like me Past the teenage years Mature in the spirit I start to feel That's not rain, those are tears