I woke up to a shrill scream,
I wondered if it was a dream
But it was only my wife screaming
At the sight of a spider invading
I ran towards her immediately
To **** it instantly
But she would not have any of it.
She just wanted me to take it out
For she was a merciful lady
And so I did take it out
To a place ever so shady.
We quickly drowned a few drinks
Within a matter of a few blinks
And I got to know him better
Even though he was a web building spider.
I found him to be a nice guy.
To be friendly I did try
He said he was a web designer
And we parted ways with a promise
To meet up sooner than later

You take,
What you give.
You give,
What you take.

You protect and care take,
What you give.
You take,
What you protect and care take.

You give,
What you protect and care take.
You take,
What you give for keep sake.

For nothing is mine.
Everything is yours,
Including the Sun that shines,
I’m all yours.

For everything is yours.
Nothing is mine,
Including this illusion of ours,
Oh God! I’m all yours......

The eye of the hurricane,
what a calm place to be.
Thats where I now am,
with God next to me.

With God next to me,
what do I fear.
That’s how I now am,
with God beside me here.

With God beside me here,
what Joy do I experience.
That’s all I am,
with God everywhere.

Leap for the stars
Fly over the moon
Go even as far as mars
But come back for lunch at noon

Don't let them ever make you into an adult.
It’s the most boring thing to be.
I’d rather be a ****** idiot
Than lost without my imagination be

Jump high over deep gorges
Walk fast across vast canyons
Be a cowboy or a crook so bogus
Or like Tarzan remain hanging on banyans

Don't let them ever make you into an adult.
It’s the most boring thing to be.
When your suit become a straight jacket
And your tie a hangman’s noose

What we think
Is abstract
Is the most
Concrete thing.

Wake up! Wake up!
My fellow country men,

What we think
Is concrete
Is the most
Porus thing.

Wake up! Wake up!
My fellow country men,

What we think
Is real
Is the most
Illusory thing.

Wake up! Wake up!
My fellow country men,

What we think
Is madness
Is the most
Practical thing.

Wake up! Wake up!
My fellow country men
Avoid the illusory cup
And our salvation is then!

We are running out of oxygen
We're running out of oxygen
And yet we don't care
About the plight of the next gen
We **** the trees
We pollute the waters
We destroy insects and bees
To technology Man caters
We are running out of oxygen
We're running out of oxygen
And yet we don't care
For we are just greedy Men
Who don’t know when
To care about oxygen

Before the Air
Leaves the body
For good
Before the Air
Departs the body
As it should

Look inside yourself
my friends
Witness the Glory
My friends
Heaven shall be yours
For heaven is inside my friends

INDEED, HEAVEN IS INSIDE MY FRIENDS.