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• Au4 / Everyone is Everyone

Somehow I found myself here today.
Awakened to these thoughts and feelings,
Or an oceanic sense of lucid dreaming?

A strange sort of spherical sensation,
With an overwhelming sense of apprehension.
An emptiness that thunders out
From beyond the mind’s horizon.

So far beyond our reach,
Where consciousness coalesces
Like the billowing loom of thunder clouds.
The streaming runs of thought go
‘Round and ’round and ’round.

Till the dancing funnels of wind touch down.
And the earth bows down in reverence,
Lest it should be torn to pieces
And blown into oblivi-essence.

And all who live will run and hide
And do what we’ve done since the dawn of time.
Everyone flees from the cyclone winds of
One’s own mind.

But if one day we should stand on the canyon’s edge,
Peer out through the beating rain, the pounding wind
You’ll find that everyone is everyone
And everything is everything.

(Verse One)

Open up
Your hearts and minds.
‘Cause I remember
Nothing.

One day now
It all falls down.
But love must keep on
Loving.

So start the show,
Here we go.

(Chorus)

Dark to light,
The day from night.
A roll of a mountain,
A rip in the sky.

Turning the dust to flesh
And ashes to breath.
A pull of a muscle,
A pin the eye.

An initial spark
To get this heart of mine pumping.
And another
To get these feet of mine running.

But sadly they’ve just taken me
To a place
Where all is devoid
Of your embrace.

So baby now we’re falling
Baby now you’re falling
Baby yeah, yeah
Baby now we’re falling, baby yeah.

Tripping and tumbling,
Flipping and fumbling.
Flowing on the rivers of sadness
That have been forever rumbling.

But from dawn until now
Of all the paths that I could have gone down
Of all the valleys
That I could have been flowing through.

In spite of all the chaos
And all that has come between us,
How is it I still find myself
Here with you.

(Outro)

So somehow we find ourselves here today,
A feeling in this oceanic sense of lucid dreaming.

A strange sort of spherical sensation,
An emptiness that thunders out
From beyond the mind’s horizon.

And all of us, we run and hide,
Do what we’ve done since the dawn of time.

Peering out through the beating rain,
The pounding wind,
Everyone is everyone
And everything is everything.

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