The spirit moves as I spiral inwardly
I have read about it
Don't ask me questions
How do I turn around on the spot?
Sound can acknowledge and reveal
The very nature of the body line
Color coexists as a meter to the soul
Sound can acknowledge and reveal
The very nature of the body line
Color coexists as a meter to the soul
So you don't need an excuse to be happy
Just forgive and forget
So you don't need an excuse to be happy
Just forgive and forget
They say the mystics they live in the clouds
And they prob'ly love it
They say the mystics they live in the clouds
And they prob'ly love it
Yes they prob'ly love it
Yes they prob'ly love it
I have read about it
Don't ask me questions
How do I turn around on the spot?
Sound can acknowledge and reveal
The very nature of the body line
Color coexists as a meter to the soul
Sound can acknowledge and reveal
The very nature of the body line
Color coexists as a meter to the soul
So you don't need an excuse to be happy
Just forgive and forget
So you don't need an excuse to be happy
Just forgive and forget
They say the mystics they live in the clouds
And they prob'ly love it
They say the mystics they live in the clouds
And they prob'ly love it
Yes they prob'ly love it
Yes they prob'ly love it