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I saw my insides fall out, and so I sucked them back in, I was surprised by

what was in there---

A little boy with dolphin fins, a bucket of leggos and gin, an atomic bomb,

the Dali Lama

He could not tell me the way, he could not tell me the meaning, until I’m ready

to be crucified

And the wind is made of moon’s thoughts

All quickened with poetry and madness

And if you hold in your lungs for just a few seconds

You’ll feel the burning I speak of

You’ll feel the burning I speak of

We are Buddha, Confucious, and Jesus Christ

We were born to philosophize

But if we want to fly, we’ve got to leave our shit on the ground

Or is that too much to sacrifice?

And we will not know the Way

And we will not know the Meaning, until we are ready to be crucified

And the wind is made of moon’s thoughts

All quickened with poetry and madness

And if you hold in your lungs for just a few seconds

You’ll feel the burning I speak of

You’ll feel the burning I speak of

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