Can you feel the weight of the earth on your shoulders? Are you always sailing through troubled waters? And born under a cloud, the earth, the sea, the sky The earth, the sea, the sky One roof, one house
What will be, will be Find your zen, embrace the journey Panpsych in hand In every grain of sand There holds a mind which can expand From now until the next big bang
One is all and all is one Spirit in every form Thou art that and that art thou Panpsych The wind whispers a secret message For those who've grown ears to hear it You're inside it, be within it Panpsych
Slurp the sweet divine of the pearl oyster Wanderer's amulet for the latte pastures Next stop unknown to the primitive cockroach We are omnipresent Intertwined horoscope
I am trying to pick a path Past the psychic wind Past the astral dreadnought I am flying straight through the stars Gimme that life giving linkage To my higher self with a pure heart
I, I am the wind and sea I am that stabbing pain Creeping in your higher mind Beaming in your astral plane I am the bright red blood coursing through your little veins I'm thought your arm has 'fore your mind can catch it feign
You've been bathing within me for some time Between the wave and foam, I have been the tide Unending illusion ad infinitum But there's always exhalation The dog on the freeway thinks it's in control It's testosterone that makes the man think he's strong Unbending delusion ad infinitum But there's always exhalation
You're inside it Be within it It's creeping higher Exhalation
It's coming down to the wire This plane's on fire It's you It's us Ride the magic bus Crash land in the sand We'll do it hand in hand
Compositor: Ambrose Kenny-Smith / Cook Craig / Joseph Walker / Lucas Harwood / Michael Cavanagh / Stu Mackenzie