This place is like my death bed
pain burns like fever
(God always comes in fever
in pain)
(it takes an arrow to pierce the heart)
Flow of blood
flow of water
life force in action
It's not a cross it's a tree
Same tree the Buddha sat underneath
In the West we struggle
struggle agains the cross
In the East they simply sit down
under the tree
take some shade
take some rest
(take some rest my son
have some rest)
Tuesday, January 4, 2011
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