no drug , no shaman, no guru
will figure out my inner self so
shaman's and gurus come an go
my body hear is here and now
my eye sight shot, my comprension shot
but my choice 6 pac or lost
the mandolin plays, the tabla plays
rythms to take you to there and there about's
the beats mirror my heart beat
what is here and what is not
my inner self still struggles
with the non necessary and the non now
find the way, oh simple tune
so that i can sleep on the dune
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