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High vibration go on
To the sun, oh let my heart dreaming
Past a mortal as me.
Where can I be?
Wish the sun to stand still.
Reaching out to touch our own being
Past a mortal as we
Here we can be
We can be here,
Be here now.
Here we can be.
Suns High Streams Through
Awaken Gentle Mass Touch
Awaken Gentle Mass Touch
Strong Dreams Begin Here
Awaken Gentle Mass Touch
Awaken Gentle Mass Touching
Awaken Gentle Mass Touch
Star Song Age Less
Awaken Gentle Mass Touching
Awaken Gentle Mass Touching
Awaken Gentle Mass Touching
Touching
Touching
Touching
Workings of man, set to ply out historical life.
Reregaining the flower of the fruit of his tree.
All awakening, all restoring you.
Workings of man, crying out from the fires set aflame.
By his blindness to see that the warmth of his being
Is promised for his seeing, his reaching so clearly.
Workings of man driven far from the path.
Rereleased in inhibitions
So that all is left for you
All is left for you
All is left for you
All this left for you now.
Master of images.
Songs cast a light on you.
Hark thru dark ties.
That tunnel us out of sane existence.
In challenge as direct.
As eyes see young stars assemble.
Master of light.
All pure chance.
As exists cross divided.
In all encircling mode.
Oh closely guided plan.
Awaken in our heart.
Master of soul.
Set to touch all impenetrable youth.
Ask away.
That thought be contact.
With all that's clear.
Be honest with yourself.
There's no doubt, no doubt.
Master of time.
Setting sail.
Over all of our lands.
And as we look.
Forever closer.
Shall we now bid
Farewell, farewell?
High vibration go on
To the sun, oh let my heart, dreaming
Past a mortal as me.
Where can I be?
Wish the sun to stand still.
Reaching out to touch our own being
Past a mortal as we
Here we can be
Like the time I ran away
Turned around
And you were standing close to me.
Like the time I ran away
Turned around
And you were standing close to me.
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