| Lyrics: | There is an ocean of vast proportion
And she flows within ourselves.
To take dips daily we
dive in gaily,
He knows who goes within himself.
The abode of Angels, the mystical
Promised Land,
The one and only Heaven, the God of man
Is but the closing of an eyelid
away.
There is a silence of pure excellence
And she flows within ourselves.
To
appreciate, re-deactivate,
He knows who goes within himself.
The domain of Devils, the
Fearful Land,
The only and only Hades, the Satan of man
Is but the closing of an eyelid
away.
All is as it was and ever more shall be,
Though they try to tell us it's not
so.
Over all the earth there's nothing new to see,
Excepting every seed will newly
grow.
Innocence in childhood false men misconstrue
To be years of darkness spent in
shade,
Denying childhood's vision of the God of Love,
So that Truth be turned about and
untruth made,
And untruth made.
There is a reason for every season
Of change
within ourselves.
To navigate, re-appreciate
And know the flow within ourselves.
The
deliverance from Deluge, the good dry land,
The one and only Haven, the rock of Man
Is but
the closing of an eyelid away.
There is a season, ooh,
There is an ocean,
ooh,
There is a silence, ooh |
