There Is A Life-force Within Your Soul,

Inside The Great Mystery That Is, We Don't Really Own Anything. What Is This Competition We Feel Then, Before We Go, One At A Time, Through The Same Gate?

You Were Born With Wings, Why Prefer To Crawl Through Life?

If All The Harps In The World Were Burned Down, Still Inside The Heart There Will Be Hidden Music Playing.

Listen, O Drop, Give Yourself Up Without Regret, And In Exchange Gain The Ocean.

The Undisciplined Man Doesn't Wrong Himself Alone- He Sets Fire To The Whole World.