Meditative Trance From Childhood

Sometimes I don't know if this real But well you know? Life's is just a mystery The dance of cosmos and concepts of God The dream of ego is dying once more Illusions of thinking are taking me home Paint me a landscape with your thoughts Ceaseless colours floating on Existence is a strange thing But living in freedom is not how it feels I do really need to change my mind I'm living and dying; so high in the stars So high in the sky We're living in a strange world Full of lies and confusion But if you go inside; you'll see the truth Of being. Be! Oh ancient soul! Just be I am...