Become One
Go for the brass ring, baby,
While you got nothing else to do, ha!
That painted menagerie that you're riding
Is sculpting it spirit into you!

Leap out of the pot before it boils
And splatters its colors across the sky
Sometimes I feel I'm running barefoot on broken glass
And I still gotta run another mile.

In those moments when I talk to myself
I wonder if it will all make sense-
When I open my eyes will I be wasting my time
Or following the path to enlightenment?

Questions become more questions,
What can you do but watch for the signs?
Bird songs, meteors, a far away cry,
Become one and open your mind.

Grabbed a shortcut swinging on a jungle vine,
I felt my hands start to sweat and slide,
But letting go in mid-air could be dangerous,
I dug in my heels and I hoped for the best ride...

Time slowed...and I felt I could fly....
Suspended on the wings of angels
And butterflies!

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In those moments when I talk to myself ,
I wonder if it will all make sense
When I open my eyes will I be wasting my time
Or following the path to enlightenment ?

I caught a moonbeam laughing on a warm night
Tickling the waves as it glowed,
I held on tight absorbing the wonderous light,
I tossed back my hair and it fell into rainbows

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Bird songs meteors, a farway cry, oo,ooo,
Become one and open your mind
Sometimes I feel I'm running barefoot on broken glass
And I still gotta run another mile

In those moments when I talk to myself
wondering if it will all maker sense
When I open my eyes will I be wasting my time
or following the path to enlightenment ?

Cgbaker2003
I wrote this song about yoga and meditation and running
and a certain slippery rope swing that almost got me!
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