Turn off your mind, relax and float down stream,
It is not dying, it is not dying.
Lay down all thought, surrender to the void,
Is it shining? Is it shining?
That you may see the meaning of within
It is being, it is being
Love is all and love is everyone
Is it speking? Is it speaking?
That ignorance and hate may mourn the dead
It is believing, it is believing
But listen to the colour of your dreams
Is it not living, is it not living
Or play the game “Existence” to the end
G F G
Of the beginning, of the beginning.