Studios - PBX Funicular Intaglio Zone

Mistakes help one see
That you make your own surroundings
Life is a dream
And is made by inwardly seeing what you want it to be
Success has its trappings
You judge yourself based on how you think you're seen
And you may guess how you're spoken about
And try to fit into a box till you can't get our or move freely about
Respect who you are inside
Let your heart be your guide
What others think says nothing about you
Just how you relate to what they're going through
And that's not much
Does not say much
Unless it's a friend when it's everything
Those who don't want you to be anything but what you are
Do you feel this, my sad emotion
Do you feel it inside
Forever is here in receptive motion
Earth with a river inside
Do you feel it inside your body
Earth with a river inside

Inside's a womb,
Releasing to the room
Of senses.

Untold plans are ours,
Actions get toward
with me.

One time's in the bunch,
We don't see in front of us.


When you do anything
Everything is coming to you.

When you see a changeling
There's nothing but his appearances on
Nothing but his appearances on.


Touch knows what's hearing
Sight knows he's speaking
They're walls and doors
And none are bolted on
Hey.


Whatever is lost in all
It echoes and ripples.

One knows to end it all
Let go tomorrow, soul.

And all is turned around.

Oh
Whatever is lost in all
It echoes and ripples.

One knows to end it all
Let go tomorrow, soul.

And all is turned around, Ooh.


Just let, just let, just let go.
Let go, let go, let go, let go, let, go, let go, let go.
Tomorrow, tomorrow (let go, let go)