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We bitch and we fight
Diss each other on sight
But this thing we do
These times together
Rain or shine or stormy weather
This thing we do

With world-weary grace
We've taken our places
We could curse it or nurse it and give it a name

It's louder than words
This thing that we do
Louder than words
The way it unfurls
It's louder than words
The sum of our parts
The beat of our hearts
Is louder than words
Louder than words


The strings bend and slide
As the hours glide by
An old pair of shoes, your favorite blues
Gonna tap out the rhythm
Let's go with the flow, wherever it goes
We're more than alive


It's louder than words
This thing that we do
Louder than words
The way it unfurls
It's louder than words
The sum of our parts
The beat of our hearts
Is louder than words
Louder than words

Louder than words
This thing they call soul
Is there with a pulse
Louder than words
Louder than words



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So, as an example, you're CNN

I mean it's story, after story, after story is bad

I won, I won

And the other thing, chaos, there's zero chaos

We are running, this is a fine-tuned mach

The goose has gotten fat

On caviar in fancy bars

And subprime loans

And broken homes

Is this the life, the holy grail?

It's not enough that we succeed

We still need others to fail

Fear, fear drives the mills of modern man

Fear keeps us all in line

Fear of all those foreigners

Fear of all their crimes

Is this the life we really want? (want, want, want, want)

It surely must be so

For this is a democracy and what we all say goes

And every time a student is run over by a tank

And every time a pirate's dog is forced to walk the plank

Every time a Russian bride is advertised for sale

And every time a journalist is left to rot in jail

Every time a young girl's life is casually spent

And every time a nincompoop becomes the president

Every time somebody dies reaching for their keys

And every time that Greenland falls in the fucking sea is because

All of us, the blacks and whites

Chicanos, Asians, every type of ethnic group

Even folks from Guadeloupe, the old, the young

Toothless hags, super models, actors, fags, bleeding hearts

Football stars, men in bars, washerwomen, tailors, tarts

Grandmas, grandpas, uncles, aunts

Friends, relations, homeless tramps

Clerics, truckers, cleaning ladies

Ants, maybe not ants

Why not ants?

Well because it's true

The ants don't have enough IQ to differentiate between

The pain that other people feel

And well, for instance, cutting leaves

Or crawling across windowsills in search of open treacle tins

So, like the ants, are we just dumb?

Is that why we don't feel or see?

Or are we all just numbed out on reality TV?

So, every time the curtain falls

Every time the curtain falls on some forgotten life

It is because we all stood by, silent and indifferent

It's normal


 


Could there be more to this life we call "mine" than a journey through space or a story line?

More to life than the body can sense than the mind can conclude from experience
Does who we are begin with breath, depend on form or end with death?
Strip away these roles, these names and tell me what remains
And who you really are, who you really are

We measure success by the things we accrue or the bonds that we form, or the deeds we do
But these too shall pass, as hard as we try to hold on to form; form will die
But inherent in this dance of form Is the chance to see what's yet unborn
And the choice to throw this chance away
And be caught up in the play
of who we think we are, who we think we are

This is your lifetime; it could end at anytime.
Where is your attention? Where is your prayer? Where is your song?

In a fortunate life, comes a call to be free From the cycle of bondage and misidentity,
to wake from the dream and finally realize the truth of one's being before the body dies
So before the final scene is past, see the screen on which it's cast
See what's seeing this me and you And then you will see who...
who you really are, who you really are Who you really are, who we really are



Before the body, before the story, before the name Beyond the mind's attempt to find or explain
Before the breath, beyond the sense of pleasure or of pain And after death, and after death, I Am
Within the heart, the whole and part of everything I see Behind the eyes, beyond disguise, reflecting me
At the silent core, and yet before phenomena began And after it, and after it, I Am

Many differences separate us on the surface, yes. But I cannot find a boundary in consciousness
And when you ask me, where does awareness begin and does it end
I have to say, I have to say I've always been

Within the body, without the body, not subject to Changing moods or states of health or points of view Without needs before the deeds and the monuments of man And after them, and after them, I Am

  Many differences separate us on the surface, yes. But I cannot find a boundary in consciousness

And when you ask me, where does awareness begin and does it end
I have to say, I have to say I've always been
At the silent core, and yet before phenomena began And after it, and after it, I Am



 



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