The early writings show the sequence of the dance
The individual awakens and expands
I looked into the room
And saw the dance resume
Between the origins
Between the dawn

Learn to identify the blossom in plain view
It will consume your body when the dance is through
There is no real you, there is only ever you
There is no real you, there is only ever you

I looked into the verse
And saw the dance disperse
Between the images
Between the lines

Only the true disciple activates the word
It must be understood before it can be heard
The parting song, ever in our hearts
The parting song, ever in our hearts

The mourners' dance begins
When we remember them
The mourners' dance is through
When we remember you
We remember you
We remember you
We remember you
We remember you
We remember you
We remember you
We remember you
We remember you
We remember you