Moment - The Shamen

Heyawunaho energy flows where attention goes

For the gift of the present we owe it to the moment

Heyawunaho as above so let it be below

For the grace of the presence we owe it to the moment

No reason no rhyme

Not even to be grateful

No reason to be here at all

The more I learn the less I know for sure

I am reminded

Each new belief is a limit itself to be transcended

Many signals many signs

Appear in sure succession, leaving such impression

So many signals many cycles many constellations

Signs of the times align in infinite progression

Take a slice out of life

Everybodys got to own their own little piece of it

Well hell I’ve got mine

And now its true I wonder could I really ever do without it?

No victim no crime

So how come they can still call we criminal

So many people doing time

It’s easy to get cynical

When there just is not enough justice

There will be those who try to deny and oppose you

There will be others still whose aim is but to use you

Don’t let them bring you down, don’t let them disappoint thee

Their eyes shall never see the coming of the glory

Sunrise no surprise another spectral morning

Open my eyes to find a brand new day is dawning

Must be the season or the silence

That gives my lovers whispered words the innocence of song birds