| Bedoin tribes ascending
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| From the egg into the flower
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| Alpha information sending
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| State within the heaven shower
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| From disciples to unending
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| Subtleties of river power
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| They slip inside this house as you pass by
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| If your limbs begin dissolving
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| In the water that you tread
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| All surroundings are evolving
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| In the stream that clears your head
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| Find yourself a caravan
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| Like Noah must have led
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| And slip inside this house as you pass by
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| Slip inside this house as you pass by
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| True direction, knowing why
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| Its even more than meets the eye
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| Slip inside this house as you pass by
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| There is no season when you are grown
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| You are always risen from the seeds you’ve sown
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| There is no reason to rise alone
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| Other stories given have sages of their own
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| Live where your heart can be given
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| And your life starts to unfold
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| Like you’ve been told
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| In this dark we call creation
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| We can be and feel and know
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| From an effort, comfort station
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| That’s surviving on the go
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| There’s infinite survival in
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| The high baptismal glow
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| Slip inside this house as you pass by |