When up isn't up...
And down isn't down,
And the thoughts in your head
Spin round and around.
When every familiar thing I see
Has become an alien object to me.
When the air I breathe is solid, not gas
And things that were forever...no longer last.
When what I knew from time begun
Has evaporated...or started to run.
When chaos and confusion are all I see...
When there's nothing left but me.
It is the truth, we must all come to know.
This journey through life...is solo.
And the company we keep...
And the objects we claim...
Will lose their meaning
When we forfeit our name.
When we float like a cloud...
And stand deep like a tree...
When we stop all our running
And just learn to be.
When we grow beyond the puff and the stuff...
We become one with the universe.
And that is enough.