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Swirling colors without names and sounds What is this madness that we have found? Feet barely touching the sky and the ground Looks like I'm Philosopher's ****** all around See that great saucer up in the sky Hear how it whirs like an insects sigh Signal them down so they'll give us a ride And we can all finally see what's inside What do you hear by the full moon's light? The chanting of shamans on the solstice night Follow the drumming and join in their rite I'd say it's our destiny, alright We're now Eleusinian women and men The greatest adventure's about to begin The galaxy's huge, and we're off to the ends But the path isn't up and away, it's within!
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Nov 21, 2012
Nov 21, 2012 at 10:16 AM UTC
Philosopher's ******
Swirling colors without names and sounds What is this madness that we have found? Feet barely touching the sky and the ground Looks like I'm Philosopher's ****** all around See that great saucer up in the sky Hear how it whirs like an insects sigh Signal them down so they'll give us a ride And we can all finally see what's inside What do you hear by the full moon's light? The chanting of shamans on the solstice night Follow the drumming and join in their rite I'd say it's our destiny, alright We're now Eleusinian women and men The greatest adventure's about to begin The galaxy's huge, and we're off to the ends But the path isn't up and away, it's within!
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Nov 21, 2012
Nov 21, 2012 at 10:16 AM UTC
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