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My head's spinning around.
My heart's climbing the rocks.
My body, I can feel it
Rain the tears,
I can feel it
Pour the pain.
Am I blind ?
Am I deaf ?
Am I all alone ?
It's so dark in here.
Where am I ?
Where will I be ?
It's so dark in here.
I'm like in deep water!
In a dump,
On the shore,
Just spat out the core,
Falling off the fruit tree.
I can feel,
I can see
The worms
Down there in my coffin.
I'm dead.
I won't
See light again.
Empty
coffin
With my
Soul in
Feeding
The Earth,
It threw
me up!
In the
darkness
comes an
Old man crawling to me,
Soon they surround me,
Ah, they're there to
Take me down, I didn't believe,
I wish I would see
Light again, please!
Some color,
Warm white light, please!
I am light!
I'm dead.
The light
is on
Me now.
Alone
again!
Colors
around.
Beauty! The Earth...
Does it ?
Did I ?
Another light,
Another bright.
Tell me am I the creator of this
Beautiful sight ?
Beautiful mind!
Tell me do I make up the site
Of my death ? Is this my world ?
The other side,
I need a guide
To tell me I am the creator of this
Beautiful side.
There is my guide!
He tells me that I make up the site
Of my death.
Ô the light!
Giant tree.
The colors of
Life are back,
I can feel
All this life,
I can feel
All this love,
I am all,
All is I.
Why is that ?
I just heard a choir of dwarves,
they make me laugh, I know this isn't real but
I can't help but think I might as well
just listen to them sing in peace and
Soon I'll raise my voice to join them
in their efforts to lift up my spirit.
I can't help but feel this might as well
be truth in my reality 'cause
I can breathe in water in here.
The micro and the macro bond to show me
what reality's about and
I happen to think it's what it used to be
up there when I was living.
I don't mind the difference between
this and life as they call it down there.
I don't mind the difference between
this and life as they call it down there.
I can breathe in water in here.
Another light,
Another bright.
Tell me am I the creator of this
Beautiful sight ?
Beautiful mind!
Tell me do I make up the site
Of my death ? Is this my world ?
The other side,
I need a guide
To tell me I am the creator of this
Beautiful side.
There is my guide!
He tells me that I make up the site
Of my death. Ô the light.
Giant tree. The colors of life are back.
I can feel all this life.
I can feel all this love.
I am all, All is I.
Why is that ?