We run a nasty chain, the young will not betray us
Our minds and mental frames protect us from the chaos
You too shall seek the truth amongst those that you
Chose
To win and lose We must escape from the shadows of
Those
That are chaining us down, that are blocking the
Source underground
Thus numbing is our world's most used appeal
And numb is the word that our master deals
The center is a constant and change surrounds it
Change itself does not change wanea told me this
When I was a little kid I used to figure this,
That deep within the ground was the center of things,
And so that's where I was headed deep within the
Ground
And I did it, I was found through a hole in the ground
I dug ferocious till the motions stilled emotions
And I saw notions asleep. I was to be what I was to
Be.
I had responsibilities to the opportunity
And the possibilities that were offered to me
A conquer at the cocoon, conquest to the capsule
That covers and encloses seed soul
Spirit manifestation in this material world
And experience of the senses and senses not to miss so
Picture this...
A girl runs free through a dream surrounded by a
Mystery
That rips at the seems It is man made history,
The supreme man-made one who stands at the gate
Of the castle is a slave, one who says to her
Dare you compare the clothes that you wear with your
Body?
Are they you? Are they true?
Do you measure? Do you separate?
Can you calculate what it is
That has made this dream that awakes into bliss?
Before there was two there was one.
Before there was one was the center.
Remember? In the mind there is you and I.
Between the earth and the sky there is you and I.
In this castle or palace there is you and I.
It is we that define and remind the divine.
We met at sunset seasons later.
Seems that then a bet was met by a maker
Because in all these years neither the tears nor the
Fears
Amount to half of the cheers that I felt when I met
Her
Yeah I knew her I was pleased.
Wanea was a woman who was tied to her beliefs.
Had my head between her bosoms and explained so
Gracefully.
Volition is volatile vision, verbalized eloquently
Sounding serious and committed to a far reality
As in distant as in abstract, summarized beautifully
Me, she said, I spy with the eye third you fly high
Bird in the sky well it feels right, very light
But very scary though
Even though the higher you climb the higher you grow
Unless you can fly you can fall and grow nothing
You should beware over there
They'll give you reasons why you should not care
Become numb like them but remember that you
Come from the ones that care, for the ones over there
You will smile and declare that you've come for us
Like you've come for them that you've come to bust...
