Birds whistling among trees whispering, wondering why the world is whimpering
In thickening forests I feel the wind singing, the Earth’s core is steadily ringing
Breaks screeching, priests are preaching, television speaking false teaching
Leaping and reaching beyond deceiving, believing while the sun is beaming
Down upon icebergs screaming, leaves crunched under animals moving
Flowing rivers ripple sounds soothing, flowers rising out firm rooting
Crowds rooting, horns tooting, revolutions concluding in gun-shooting
Rumbling underground tumbling down, sound communicating all around
Mountains mumbling, skies are thundering, fluttering butterflies are fluttering
A quaking Earth plummeting, a shaken burst uttering…
Space is timeless; time is spaceless, patience, patience…
In the crowd I see you hiding, spinning, jumping running, gliding
Diving, bursting, then submersing, versing as you’re cosmic surfing
Blessing, resting, digesting, investing, progressing
Unraveling through existence, observing yourself as a witness
Speaking, seeking and thinking, in the instance floating sinking
Free your hard, heart, hurting, subversing and sick of working
Earth overturns in its elements, a fire burns your embellishment
Contemplate like Heraclitus, Socrates these righteous vices
Back to a knowledge of our ancient, each soul sitting patient
Back to the source of creation, back to what you have mistaken
In a karmic garden flowers blossom, awesome sacred fallen cosm
Tossed and splattered passive matter, causes acting, moving faster
Grinning upwards constellations, all around us correlations
In a maze of shining starts, showing us all who we are
Cohesion without reason bleeding through a season of treason
You fell asleep to take your nap, so far from home you must come back
credits
from New Eyes,
released June 21, 2011
Technicolor Lenses 2010
Sam Eckstein (guitar) and Jackson T. Whalan (The Aposoul)