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The Mother
03:50
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Time means nothing, nothing, nothing at all
Time means nothing, nothing
Dadadada x 8
Da da da da da da da da da
Sing to the garden sing to the sky
One stop, and we fall to the ground
Round and round and round and round
Da da da da da da da da da
Sing to the garden, sing to the sky
One stop, and we fall to the ground
Round and round and round and round
Sweet abandon, time and space have no place here
(we wave like water) calling you out to sea
(never stilling to check shore) waving like waters at high tide
(no final destination) calling you out to sea
(lost in untime) drowning in love
(what’s the meaning of nothing, I’m
lost in feelings of untime)
What is time, time, time
Time means nothing, nothing, nothing at all
Le coq chante,
le jour paraît,
tout s'éveille dans le village.
Pour que le bon couscous soit prêt : Femmes debout et du courage !
Pilons pan-pan,
pilons pan-pan,
pilons gaiement.
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The Sun
03:11
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(Where am I?)
Sunshine, sunshinin, fall into the earth
(Oh no, no wait, I never had mercy)
Sunshine, sunshine, I will never have mercy
I broke the window again, damn, i kick it down, no mercy
(Sunshine, sunshinin, fall into the earth)
Oh no, no wait, I never had mercy
(Sunshine, sunshine, I will never have mercy)
Oh no, oh no, woah
Woh oh oh woh oh
Ha ha ha ha ha
Woh oh oh oh oh
hahahahaha
Wohohooooo
In the neck of the neck of the neck of the neck of the woods
We lay
At the foot of the foot of the foot of the foot of the river
We play
At the height of the height of the height of the height of the tree
In the neck of the neck of the neck of the neck of the woods
We dance
(Where am I?)
Sunshine, sunshinin, fall into the earth
(Oh no, no wait, I never had mercy)
Sunshine, sunshine, I will never have mercy
I broke the window again, damn, i kick it down, no mercy
(Sunshine, sunshinin, fall into the earth)
Oh no, no wait, I never had mercy
(Sunshine, sunshine, I will never have mercy)
It's on the nose, and it takes like silver
It's on the nose, and it takes like silver
Yet it begs the questions your lethal soul can’t bare to ask
Your patience talks, you’ll likely melt before you walk
Sunshine, sunshine, sunshine!
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The Lamb
03:08
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Come all, come all to the garden
Find the truth, find God inside
Creeping inside of you, the sense of truth
The sense of truth
Come all, come all to the garden
Find the truth, find God inside yourself
Stranded on a planet all alone, but what’s that sound?
We’ve come far along now
Can’t break down
Break down
(In)side of you, the sense of truth, the sense of truth
Creeping inside of you, the sense of truth, the sense of truth
Tribes we have come far
For feast and fascination
We bask in all the colors
In pools of conscious water
And I know of many paths
To the center of the garden
We’ve seen a many colors
They all conform to gold
Count the many blessings
From mother’s latest harvest
I’ve seen my inner truth
Under rocks we’re not opposed to
Come all, come all to the garden
(I have become the garden)
Find the truth, find God inside
(You’ll find the truth inside)
Yourself
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The Lovers
02:43
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Ain’t it time we see the truth?
(Boys, boys, boys ahh)
Boys and girls they say they can’t play with us
Ain’t it time we see the truth?
(What do I do?)
Boys and girls they say they can’t play with us
(What do I do?)
Sing, sing to the sky, I’m in love again
I find it funny
(Go find yourself, come again, learn yourself, come again)
Fly, flying apart and creeping ‘round the river bed
(Go find yourself, come again, learn yourself, come again)
Ain't it time we see the truth?
(come again, learn yourself, come again, find yourself, come again, learn yourself, come again)
Boys and girls they say they cant play with us
Under the wave high above
Calcificate into love
Follow God down the river of Truth
Surrender to perspective
Ahhh
Boys, boys, boys, boys , boys, boys, boys, boys
Ain't it time we see the truth?
Boys and Girls they say they cant play with us
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5. |
The Feel
02:02
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The feel, the feel, the feel, the feel x4
(This this this this this this is is is is is your your your your your your your your last last last last last last last)
I couldn’t feel anything
Except our tides
You play a little little, on my strings
Always high
(High high, high)
(Your chance, your chance)
Always high on you
Just a little little little little
Then the energy starts taking over me
Starts taking over, starts taking over
But I cant feel a thing
(Can’t) feel a thing, can’t feel a thing,
Can’t feel a thing, can’t feel a thing
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The Child
03:11
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Seven locks upon the red gates
Seven gates about the red town
In the town there lives a butcher and his name is
Handsome John Brown
I gave my heart to the Blue Ridge,
The sun washed over, under clouds
I saw myself in God, I knew that it was love,
I felt the tender pressure of Truth
Petit enfant,
(il ne) faut pas avoir peur
Si ç'est ton temp,
(il) faut te laisser.
Dis, repose-toi!
(il ne) faut pas te cacher
Viens avec moi, petit enfant
Petit enfant, viens avec moi
Petit enfant, petit enfant
Petit enfant, écoute tes parents!
Ils ne savent rien, mais t’en sais moins que ca
Dis, repose-toi
(il ne) faut pas te cacher
Viens avec moi, petit enfant
John Brown’s boots are polished so fine,
John Brown’s spurs, they jingle and shine
On his coat a crimson flower,
In his hand a glass of red wine
(Dream)
Can you hear the river falling up the stream?
The angels laughing back our discernment, no discernment
Maybe we will find it, leading with our hearts
Surrender to the fire and let it burn apart
Petit enfant,
(il ne) faut pas avoir peur
Si ç'est ton temp,
(il) faut te laisser.
Dis, repose-toi!
(il ne) faut pas te cacher
Viens avec moi, petit enfant
Viens avec moi, petit enfant
Petit enfant, petit enfant
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7. |
The Maiden
04:28
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La la la, la la la
La la la, La la la
La la la, la la la
La la la, La la la
x4
Someone told me to make an impression
Someone make me look in love
Someone told me to make an impression
Someone make me look in love
Someone told me to make an impression
(Someone in control of me, not me not me not me not me)
Someone make me look in love
(Someone else is in control, and i am not in love)
Wooooah
La La La, La La La
La La La, La La La
La la la la la la la la la la la la
La La La (til end)
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8. |
The Mystic
03:49
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I’ll meet you in the clouds
We blast off, we blast off
Sunshine fights cross our faces
(speak all the words and we’ll fall away)
We can’t fall, we can’t fall
(forward bound, forward bound)
La la la la la la la la la la la la hiyeeeeeoooooo
Go seek inside the mother, go laugh into the sun
Reshape negative thinking
Plant in your garden now
Go seek inside the mother
Go fortify your garden
El pasto siempre, es más verde del otro lado
Y en la forma típica de los humanos distraídos
Atención hay extraterrestres
Y como un bebe, y como un bebe
Cuando tu veas algo, algo que sea un brillo
Arrebata ese momento, que controla ese momento?
Cuando tu veas algo, algo que sea un brillo
Arrebata ese momento, que controla ese momento?
Baila!
I'll meet you, in the clouds
We blast off, we blast off
Sunshine fights cross our faces
(speak all the words and we’ll fall away)
We can’t fall, we can’t fall
(forward bound, forward bound)
Fall, we can’t fall
Fall , we can’t fall
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9. |
The Magician
03:50
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It’s jubilee, we’ve come to sing
It’s jubilee, we’ve come to sing
It’s jubilee, we’ve come to sing
It’s jubilee, we’ve come to sing
All my anxiety making love with my peace
Right on time for the vacation on the shores of my mind
Swing low, sweet chariot
Separate the gross from the subtle,
The truth from the rubble,
You’ll find yourself again, my son
But why, can't you hear me love?
Please have mercy, I surrender!
Find a little space in heaven.
It’s jubilee, we’ve come to sing
It’s jubilee, we’ve come to sing
It’s jubilee, we’ve come to sing
It’s jubilee, we’ve come to sing
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The Narcotix Brooklyn, New York
The Narcotix is a West African art-folk band based in Brooklyn, with feathers all over.
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