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May these words strip you of all you believe
To return home and realize your freedom

So smell the love in a breeze
So see the light

We continue upon on a path that can't exist
And on this path is you who can't exist
The thorns resting on your head
the troubles you take to bed
Await 'you' on this path

Around and round'
And around and around
Are thoughts orchestrating their own sounds
Omitting the birds the wind and the steps
Of the people who move following the promises they've kept
Of the ones who drown in sorrow
and how we have wept

The fog that lingers in front your eyes
The dawn of an awakening that longs
to be recognized

An illusion is the most difficult prison to escape
From the birth of our understanding is immense confusion that we undertake

Who is the one that beats your heart I ask?
Does one do it by mere will power?
Are we afraid to let that love shower?

Deeply inside the realm of your being
Is there the most clearest of seeing

Surrender yourself
the self you think to be you
You have the power to do it
Have the courage to be truth
Allow harmony to sweep you into the unknown
You can do nothing more great than returning home

Home is within
Home is without
Home is everywhere where there is no doubt
In with the all and out with it too
Radiate the great
You're forever new

These shadows we hold is merely control
I don't wanna lose this gift
this life
This is my life
But whose life?
Who are you?
Really

Who beats your heart I ask again?
All 'you' will ever control is the prison of illusion.