| With silken hands placed upon the lungs of the Earth
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| I scale the labyrinth
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| Inhale
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| And everything stops
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| Exhale
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| And I feel the wind beat down upon my face
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| (Upon my face)
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| The sunset flares as the wind tears
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| Through the amber blades with pace
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| I reach up, hold hands with the energy
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| All fear collapses as I dance with ecstasy
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| Dragging myself up through the branches of life
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| The evening breeze soothes my frail mind
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| The setting sun breathes through the bitten leaves
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| Enticing our hearts toward the unseen
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| Ascend towards the cracking sky
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| The subtle joys of climbing high
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| Directional limbs and vectors within
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| The heart of the elm beats with me, synchronously
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| It’s so easy to get lost
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| With so many paths to wander across
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| But if we close our eyes and feel the gravity
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| Put our faith in intuition
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| We’ll breach the canopy
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| Om Kham Brahma
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| Om Kham Brahma
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| Breach the canopy
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| (Atoms burn within the melting sap
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| Elucidating wisdom of where not to grasp)
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| Atoms burn within the melting sap
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| Elucidating wisdom of where not to grasp
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| As Gaia bathes me in her primordial state
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| I feel the roots below shift tectonic plates
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| Atomic conflagration pries open the clouds
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| Gliding towards the crown
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| I breach the leaves and their lotus flowers
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| I peer out upon the Earth
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| At the beauty from my eternal perch
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| Ascend towards the cracking sky
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| The subtle joy of climbing high
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| Directional limbs and vectors within
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| The heart of the elm beats with me, synchronously
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| This is everything and anything
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| An encounter with the astral glow
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| The infant mind materialised
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| No fear, no hate, no woe |