Repress all you know
My apologies, Eno, but it's all in your head
Fiction based off truths, you led me to aid you, guide you
You are the language
Ever flowing, ever echoing
You are, you are, you are, you are
On the eve of knowing all, my dear Eno
Patience 'cause this all subsides
In due time, all will be clear
And the truth is I couldn't love you more than I have come to know
And this Mother Sun is proud to have watched you grow
You are the perceiver, that perceived the parable, the never-ending end
You are the infinite (intuit), you are the finite (fire)
You are, you are, you are, you are
You are the perceiver, that perceived the parable, the never-ending end
You are the infinite (intuit), you are the finite (fire)
You are, you are, you are, you are
In other words, the so-called involuntary circulation of your blood is one continuous process with the stars shining
If you find out it's you who circulates your blood, you will at the same moment find out that you are shining the sun
Because your physical organism is one continuous process with everything else that's going on
Just as the waves are continuous with the ocean
Your body is continuous with the total energy system of the cosmos, and it's all you
Only you're playing the game that you're only this bit of it