Satsang — Breathe

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To all the days that come, I said, «I’m sorry I was busy;
It’s about time that you miss me.»
‘Cause I, well I woke up in a haze, I have wasted all my days tryin’
I was played, I need to figure out how to say that
Well this place has got known, and that there is no hidden gold
It was all a lie that they told
Well, they had a right mind to give it away
They complicate the system in ridiculous ways
And they sold off all the things that we love

And now there’s a water crisis we’re going through
To mask the earth crisis, guess they come in twos
But now instead of help they all just run
I say, we could all do better, but we don’t
Say we wanna change when we know that we won’t
Reciprocate complacency in pivotal ways
Redundant in our apathy, it’s slipping away
Like a moth to a flame, we are lost in our ways
Just a sloth in a game meant for a cheetah

If we could just breathe
We could just be
Just breathe
We could just be
Just breathe
We could just be
Now everything we do is a test so I stay focused on my pillars keeping in would be the best
Because the days that we spent, at least the time we alive
We’ll be judged on how we survive when we die
So I play my game with fortitude and movement
Stay praying, saying things for everything I do and
Knowing that the blueprint will always be my true friend
If I stay focused I can make up what I lose quick

I give more, talk less, give more, shop less
This is just is the plan I will show no progress
I pray to the One for guidance knowing it will come when I’m solemn
My mind is like an animal that ain’t ate in weeks
I’m just scavenging and managing to bleed out what I think onto
The paper for you. It’s what I’m going through
I snap. Could I just have a second?

So I could just breathe
We could just be
Just breathe
We could just be
Just breathe
We could just be

And so we breathe
The essence of existence is persistence
Step one: informing any form of a resistance
The center we enter, own and not a renter of the shell embodies All the message is a lecture
Two: embody movements
One that we can move with
The breath is all that’s left; if we don’t use then it’s useless
The truth is the light. Time to shake the dust and to fight
In everything inside breath resides
Breathe