Particles and strings
and crow's flapping wings
Create all the illusion of which we sing
Sunsets and golden oak trees ...
Crying babies and war and disease
and crow's flapping wings
Create all the illusion of which we sing
Sunsets and golden oak trees ...
Crying babies and war and disease
Wake up and see we are all One
Wake up to the reality that ascension has begun
Wake up to the reality that ascension has begun
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