Listen to me and I may lead you down a country road,
My voice you heard; was the clue not clear that I showed?
I told you left, or was it right?
Which one may lead you astray in the night?
Now you must trust that I would lead you to no such blight!
Do you still remember the day you awoke from the eternal slumber?
When the bars of your minds captivity came crumbling down,
When the whisper of life entered your mind for the first time,
When the idea that you were more than what you saw shined.
Now listen to my true word, profound.
So What is it that makes you dance; shout and pout,
What makes you breathe with such ease,
What helps you win the race; when everyone else disbelieves,
What am I; that you see when you look look deep within your eye?
The ray of our life which blysically sees.
Now look to the blue; true sky,
Where I look upon you from.
Would I ever lie to myself on the earth,
We are one; even on our sun.
Be Bodatned with fun my son.
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