I vibrate at the depth of matter I´m back where nothing matters   At the rough edge of reality I became the ancient wanderer   A chair, a bed A book, a wall   My laughing Buddha on the ledge And Buddha laughing   And the proud sky glow I heard the unsaid   Cut into the frame And learned   Of my window From it   I saw the unseen And I saw the unseen   The truth that´s always obvious The truth that´s never obvious   When beauty lost to our lips When beauty´s lost to our lips   It surely will be missed It surely will be missed   When love is lost and gone When good and bad   There is no holding on Dissolve into one   In the wilderness of my time They´re indecipherable   Man´s rage for chaos It fuels our rage for chaos   Blurs that simple vision But if I separate   But if I root myself The all from the one   In stillness And root myself   One by one In compassion   The circles of confusion There is no end   fall away To freedom   And the truth remains