Grond

Create
One
Square
Centimetre
Of absoluteness

Never
Go too fast
Take your time
Go as deep as you can
But never hurry
Never hurry

Wait
And be concentrated
Wait
And be concentrated
Wait
And be concentrated
Till life itself shows
Till life itself shows

Grond (Grond)
Grond (Grond)
Grond (Grond)
Grond, grond
Grond, grond
Grond, grond
Grond, grond

Grond (Grond)
Grond (Grond)
Grond (Grond)
Grond, grond
Grond, grond
Grond, grond
Grond, grond

I'd like to dig
A hole in the ground
Lie down
Touch the loose soil
With the nose
And watch
Feel the moist clods
And talk softly
To someone near

Descending and penetrating
I'm just descending and penetrating
Descending and penetrating
I'm just descending and penetrating

There may be grass too
But no subject
There may be grass too
But no subject
Only the pure ordinary
Only the pure ordinary

Come closer, you table
Be my company
Heating tick tick
Come closer, you table
Be my company
Heating tick tick
Come closer, you table
Be my company
Heating tick tick
Come closer, you table
Be my company
Heating tick tick



Credits
Writer(s): Sammie America, Antoine Kroes, Pieter Bon, Mark Van Woerkom, J P Nuyten
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