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Aug 2022
Verse 1:

Do you ever pause to realise how half the world's asleep
Do you deny the facts about the beast that makes my sweet lord weep
Do you march to the beat of dark masters who mesmerise us fools with powerful illusions
Or do you bang revolutions drum, free from mass psychosis, societal delusions
Do you think we have the time left to save the world from ruin
Do you feel compelled to noble fight to preserve the heaven you and your friends grew in
Do you feel ready to regain control of your thoughts, restore your mind's sovereignty
Do you see right through the mystery of history thwart with lies of plenty

Chorus:

Do you remember the spark inside your heart
Do you remember how they killed it
Do you remember them tearing it apart
Do you comprehend how they coldly willed it
Do you want to vibe with me tonight
Do you want me to reveal what's real and true
Do you want the lies and games to fight
Or do you choose to them to stick like glue

Verse 2:

Do you want to rub the horseshit off of your beleaguered soul's fine jewel
Do you want to shine, dazzling, divine, despite and to spite the rule of the cruel
Do you want to personify love, a blessing, crystallised in mortal, corporeal form
Do you, arms akimbo, embrace the healing light, so white, so calm, so warm
Do you crave authentic connection this world is lacking
Do you fear for the ones the deep state is tracking
Do you feel overjoyed to realise the cosmos resists the grip of control
Do you rejoice in that truth for it works to salvage our consciousness and make it whole

Chorus:

Do you remember the spark inside your heart
Do you remember how they killed it
Do you remember them tearing it apart
Do you comprehend how they coldly willed it
Do you want to vibe with me tonight
Do you want me to reveal what's real and true
Do you want the lies and games to fight
Or do you choose to them to stick like glue
Megan Sherman
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Megan Sherman
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