| Oṃ muni muni mahāmuni śākyamuni svāhā
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| Oṃ muni muni mahāmuni śākyamuni svāhā
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| Oṃ
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| I heard a beat in an old mantra
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| Saw past all appearances
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| In the guidance upon my heart
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| And in the silence I’m reawoken
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| I was hiding in my shadow
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| In a cave deep in the ground below
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| See I was guarding a holy ghost
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| But I was guarded against your devotion
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| Your choir made our voices strong
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| You know I cried when I heard that song
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| Choked up man I still sang along
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| I didn’t want that spell to be broken
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| All the people around want to talk
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| About the rainy weather and the foreign wars
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| But I couldn’t move one inch from the spot
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| I just sat with my heart blown open
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| Holy vibrations
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| Words of the ancients
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| Slide into me
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| I won’t be forsaken
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| These roads that I’m taking
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| Will take me to peace
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| And I’m singing…
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| Oṃ muni muni mahāmuni śākyamuni svāhā
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| Oṃ muni muni mahāmuni śākyamuni svāhā
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| You know I’m willing to be cured of the fear
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| The darkness will come for a thousand years
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| But all we need is one bright light to appear
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| To illuminate the shadows
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| When our mantra is a Riddim of woe
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| Gotta change, take on a different approach
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| Got to breathe deep in the things that we love, until we manifest it
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| You cry a tear but you don’t know why
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| It’s like you’re crying more for the light that you hide
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| Caught up in the terror that you’re burning too bright
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| But deep inside you’re dying to be breaking open
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| Now the silence has been broken, these islands were too lonesome
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| But the day still belongs to us, now the day still belongs to us
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| Holy vibrations
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| Words of the ancients
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| Slide into me
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| I won’t be forsaken
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| These roads that I’m taking
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| Will take me to peace
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| And I’m singing…
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| Oṃ muni muni mahāmuni śākyamuni svāhā
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| Oṃ muni muni mahāmuni śākyamuni svāhā |