| Shrutis: the revealing science of God can be seen as an ever-opening flower
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| In which simple truths emerge examining the complexities and magic of the past
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| And how we should not forget the song that has been left to us to hear. |
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| Knowledge of God is a search, constant and clear.
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| Dawn of light lying between a silence and sold sources,
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| Cahsed amid fusions of wonder, in moments hardly seen forgotten
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| Coloured in pastures of chance dancing leaves cast spells of challenge,
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| Amused but real in thought, we fled from the sea whole.
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| Dawn of thought transfered through moments of days undersearching earth
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| Revealing corridors of time provoking memories, disjointed but with
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| Purpose,
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| Craving penetrations offer links with the self instructors sharp
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| And tender love as we took to the air, a picture of distance.
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| Dawn of our power we amuse redescending as fast as misused
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| Expression, as only to teach love as to reveal passion chasing
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| Late into corners, and we danced from the ocean.
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| Dawn of love sent within us colours of awakening among the many
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| Wont to follow, only tunes of a different age, as the links span
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| Our endless caresses for the freedom of life everlasting.
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| Talk tothe sunlight caller
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| Soft summer mover distance mine
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| Called out a tune but I never saw the face
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| Heard but not replaced
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| I ventured to talk, but I never lost my place
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| Cast out a spell rendered for the light of day
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| Lost in lights array
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| I ventured to see, as the sound began to play
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| What happened to this song we once knew so well
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| Signed promise for moments caught within the spell
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| I must have waited all my life for this
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| Moment moment
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| The future poised with the splendour just begun
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| The light we were as one
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| And crowded through the curtains of liquid into sun
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| And for a moment when our world had filled the skies
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| Magic turned our eyes
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| To feast on the treasure set for our strange device
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| What happened to wonders we once knew so well
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| Did we forget what happened surely we can tell
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| We must have waited all our lives for this
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| Moment moment moment
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| Star light movements in seasons
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| Release forward
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| Tallest rainbow
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| Sun shower seasons
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| Life flower reasons
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| They move fast, they tell me,
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| But I just cant believe that I can feel it Theres someone, to tell you,
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| Amidthe challenge we look around in unison with you
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| Getting over overhanging trees
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| Let them rape the forest
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| Thoughts would send our fusion
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| Clearly to be home
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| Getting over wars we do not mean
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| Or so it seems so clearly
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| Sheltered with our passion
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| Clearly to be home
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| They move fast, they tell me,
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| But I just cant believe they really mean to Theres someone, to tell you,
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| And I just cant believe our song will leave you
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| Skyline teacher
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| Warland seeker
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| Send out poison
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| Cast iron leader
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| And through the rhythm of moving slowly
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| Sent through the rhythm work out the story
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| Move over glory to sons of old fighters past.
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| Young christians see it from the beginning
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| Old people feel it thats what theyre saying
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| Move over glory to sons of old fighters past.
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| The move fast, they tell me,
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| But I just cant believe they really mean to Theres someone, to tell you,
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| A course towards a universal season
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| Getting over overhanging trees let them
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| Rape the forest, they might stand and leave them
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| Clearly to be home
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| Getting over wars we do not mean
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| We charm the movement suffers
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| Call out all our memories
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| Clearly to be home
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| Weve moved fast
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| We need love
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| A part we offer is our only freedom
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| What happened to this song we once knew so well
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| Signed promise for moments caught within the spell
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| We must have waited all our lives for this
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| Moment moment
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| Past present movers moments well process the future, but only
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| To touch him we know, send flowered rainbows
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| That chased flowers of dark and lights of songs
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| To you, show all we feel for and know of, cast round,
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| Youth is the truth accepting that reasons will relive
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| And breathe hope and chase and love
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| For you and you and you |