AUM...WHAT SHE SAID...OM By Tom Jensen
I've been trying to explain this:
Displace the myth that what is...is
It is something pliable,
Changeable and moldable
Yet we could try and see
We may just be capable
Of being tough enough
Yes, every soul is searchable
Or we can try to hide
From the inescapable
But I don't think that's possible
Or at least it is not responsible
I've felt fingers numb
I've gone half-blind
Staying awake trying
To find the right lines
The right chords and tight riff
Trying to show you
Not only what could be
What was and what is
I've been trying to explain this:
The fact that consciousness
Like a river it is streaming
So that's why I go dreaming
Like you, I've been trying to find
Some peace in my mind
Since it surely seems that sometimes
All the good things keep leaving
Remember, even this moment is fleeting
Don't let your beaten pride eat you alive
When self-fulfilling becomes self-defeating
Don't lay down and die...Rise up....Rise up....
Raise a hand up...The other hand up...
Raise them up to the sky...
Finding some peace of mind in AumOm
What a pleasant, sweet surprise....