There was a star that was hidden in space - an undiscovered gem until it's denizens decided they had chosen the Dagon to give the gift to them So with the shocking revelations of a primitive people our knowledge was redefined Enlightened and wise, the simple African tribe has educated the modern minds
Our potential was choked under the scientific yoke Afraid that if we move to open our eyes, we'll have to realize
Chorus: If the message from a distant sun can reach us There is a magic that is waiting and is willing to teach us how to suture every soul into one concentric whole Earth can find the perfect union in the universe communion
In this arena of Western thought, the spirit is in a vise we are driven to seek in a futile pursuit
with a means that won't suffice
It is a science with a limited scope where the heart and head collide resigned to the laws of only tangible proof to which the truth does not abide
We stifle and smother the mystic wonder Is our arrogance a deafening fear of what we'll have to hear?
Chorus
We have a tendency to think that it's our practical senses that get these questions solved but those are tenuous tools and the more we employ them, the slower we evolve