Bedouin the tribes ascending
From the egg into the flower
Alpha intonations sending
Stacks within the heaven shower
From disciples, the unending subtleties of rhythm power
Slip inside this house as you pass by
If your limbs begin dissolving
In the water that you tread
All surroundings are revolving
In the stream that clears your head
Find yourself a caravan like no one must have made
And then slip inside this house as you pass by
There is no season, when you are grown
You were always risen, from the seeds you sow
There is no reason, to rise alone
All the stories given, have sages of their own
Four and twenty there to admire
Eight-two-two when I told you
Polarise, move to existence
Made apart from where to move
To such extent the realm of dark
In the picture it seems true
Just slip inside this house and then decide
All your life it strikes within you
Travelling along your spine
Seven stars receive your mystery
Seven seas the main divide
Seven churches filled with spirit
Treasure from the ancient why
Slip inside this house as you pass by
This infinite survival in
The ? that has no flow
Slip inside this house as you pass by
There is no season, when you are grown
You were always risen, from the seeds you sow
There is no reason, to rise alone
Other stories given, have sages of their own
You think you can't, you wish you could
I know you can, I wish you would
Just slip inside this house as you pass by
Boy, I'd never dream of gaining
? and fortune, ? some too
Till I feel the mystery raining
Find and feel the power thrill
Unlike them, not proclaiming
They can wonder where they will
Slip inside this house as you pass by
There is no season, when you are grown
You were always risen, from the seeds you sow
There is no reason, to rise alone
Other stories given, have sages of their own
Slip inside this house
Slip inside this house
Slip inside this house
