| 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 the unending
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| Subtleties of river power
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| They slip inside this house as they pass by 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 conception, knowing why
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| Brings even more than meets the eye
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| Slip inside this house as you pass by.
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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 There’s infinite survival in The high baptismal glow.
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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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| In the forms you envision
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| In this dream that’s ages old
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| On the river layer is the only sayer
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| You receive all you can hold
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| Like you’ve been told.
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| Every day’s another dawning
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| Give the morning winds a chance
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| Always catch your thunder yawning
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| Lift your mind into the dance
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| Sweep the shadows from your awning
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| Shrink the fourfold circumstance
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| That lies outside this house don’t pass it by.
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| Higher worlds that you uncover
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| Light the path you want to roam
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| You compare there and discover
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| You won’t need a shell of foam
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| Twice born gypsies care and keep
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| The nowhere of their former home
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| They slip inside this house as they pass by.
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| Slip inside this house as you pass by.
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| You think you can’t, you wish you could
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| I know you can, I wish you would
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| Slip inside this house as you pass by.
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| Four and twenty birds of Maya
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| Baked into an atom you
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| Polarized into existence
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| Magnet heart from red to blue
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| To such extent the realm of dark
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| Within the picture it seems true
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| But slip inside this house and then decide.
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| All your lightning waits inside you
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| Travel it along your spine
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| Seven stars receive your visit
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| Seven seals remain divine
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| Seven churches filled with spirit,
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| Treasure from the angels' mine
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| Slip inside this house as you pass by.
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| Slip inside this house as you pass by.
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| The space you make has your own laws
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| No longer human gods are cause
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| The center of this house will never die.
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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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| Draw from the well of unchanging
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| Its union nourishes on In the right re-arranging
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| Till the last confusion is gone
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| Water-brothers trust in the ultimust
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| Of the always singing song they pass along.
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| One-eyed men aren’t really reigning
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| They just march in place until
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| Two-eyed men with mystery training
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| Finally feel the power fill
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| Three-eyed men are not complaining.
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| They can yo-yo where they will
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| They slip inside this house as they pass by.
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| Don’t pass it by. |