Here I am, can you feel me breating   In the rhythm of the world I'm in      Here I am, can you feel me breathing   In the rhythm of the world I'm in   Reaching out I caress the trees   While the sun revolves above me   Teh air is so rich I can almost drink it      Dance like a fay twixt tree and stream so cold   The true philosopher's stones   Never shall turn nothing into gold      Now they tell me I must lay me down   Once more they'll lock they door   But of leaves of green my pillow is   And free I'll disppear in the thicket      The tru philosopher's stones   Never shall turn nothing into gold      I'm awoken in the woods   I'm searching for the nevershining stones   And the man in white say I can't hear the birds   singing   I'm awoken in the woods   I'm closer to the everlasting truth   And the man in white says I can't hear them      The wealth of mine is not like thine of gold shining   Tree and leaf my treasures are   Living like me, and dying      I'm awoken in the woods   I'm searching for the nevershining stones   And the man in white say I can't hear the birds   singing   I'm awoken in the woods   I'm closer to the everlasting truth   And the man in white says I can't hear them      I'm awoken in the woods   I'm searching for the nevershining stones   And the man in white, and the man in white   I'm awoken in the woods   I'm closer to the everlasting truth   And the man in white says I can't hear them      Now I'm here behind rubber walls   And they tell me my forest never was at all   Not in a thousand years      Was it the drugs they gave to calm me   Or something into my mind through generations fed   And it it's all gone only a collective memory   Are we then dead   Is this the kingdom of the mad