Walking silent
Making noise
If the universe is basically
A play of energy
Then you can say
Energy and relationships go together
Motion is a form of relationship
Energy is a form of relationship
Screaming in silence
Everything lives by eating something else
Talking to myself
Talking to myself
We have been educated to use our minds
In a certain way
Pray to God
Talking to myself
And now here I am again
Existence is a function of the relationship
And now here I am again
The motion ittelf is a function of the relationship
Dreaming for tomorrow
Let me take you down of the corridors of my life
Your beauty and melancholic walk
Your optimistic words
Your silence and the way you look
Makes me wonder
Makes me wonder
If there is only one object
One small ball in the middle of an empty space
Nobody knows whether is moving
Because you can't tell if is approaching anything
Or if is going away from anything
Because there is nothing else
So, in that state of affairs, no motion exists
About the emotions and this beautiful place
About this beautiful place
We are just strangers ironically fading in circles
Searching for answers
Searching for answers
Who are you?
Probably tomorrow
We won't remember anyway
Who are you really?
If you miss me one day, please miss me slow
Really deep dawn
Who are you?
If you miss me one day, please miss me slow
If you miss me one day, please miss me slow
In other words, life, and death
Being or not being constitutes existence
All the individually delineated things and
Beings are connected underneath
If you miss me
If you miss me one day, please miss me slow
Love
Everybody has in himself an element of
the duplicity of deception
Now I'm describing a point of view
You can look at life in such a way
Were all things is a mistake
For example, there is no such a thing
as genuine kindness and love
Everybody is really pretending
that they are loving other people
In order, to get some advantage
You love yourself in terms of what is "other"
Because in only in terms of what is "other"
That you have a self at all
To be is to deceive
Because you see
From this point of view
that I am discussing the web is a trap
A total mutual interdependency between what we call the self
And what we call the other
Here I am again
Do you see?
The world as a marvelous illusion
I'm talking to myself
Losing control again
Losing control again
Now when you go deeply into the nature of selflessness
What do you discover?
You say: I love myself, I seek my own advantage
Maybe tomorrow
We won't remember anyway
Now
What is this self that I love?
What do I want?
If you miss me one day, please miss me slow
If you miss me one day, please miss me slow
Losing control again
With faith believing in tomorrow
If you miss me one day, please miss me slow
Every one of us is an aperture
Through this, the whole cosmos looks out