The Busker - Students of Existence lyrics

[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]