Stretch Marks of the Soul

An emptiness within, complete
Acceptance in the depths of me
Infused with life, it makes me breathe
All the while love won't let me sleep
In the valley, the steppes
I sit here on my horseback
Between the high and the low...

In between the mountains' peaks
Between the stormy tops, the extremes
Lies a nothingness so rich and full
Now hush
It's all serenely peaceful

Between the high and the low
As I expand and as I grow
Between the high and the low
I'm holding onto, holding on

Into the wilderness as expeditionist
There is no path, no turning back
Through these eyes and in my mind
I did this a 1000 times
Who has time for growing old
When there's so much to explore
As I expand and as I grow
These are the stretch marks of my soul

Between the high and the low
As I expand and as I grow
Between the high and the low
I'm holding onto, holding onto my soul

Between the high and the low
As I expand and as I grow
Between the high and the low
I'm holding onto, holding onto my soul

I got both feet on the ground
While my head's up in the clouds
Next to me my friend who makes me fold my hands wide-open eyes see the wildest paradise
Paradise, paradise...

Yam hi na vyathayanty ete
Purusam purusarsabha
Sama-duhkha-sukham dhiram
So 'mrtatvaya kalpate
(Bhagavad Gita 2.15)

Between the high and the low
As I expand and as I grow
Between the high and the low
I'm holding onto, holding on

Between the high and the low
As I expand and as I grow
Between the high and the low
I'm holding onto, holding onto my soul



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