Tao of the Dead Pt. Two: Strange News from Another Planet

To know your honor and keep to the right
Ever unswerving towards infinite
To care as a woman and be like a child
True and unwavering

To be of the valley stream when calm
Becomes a ruler and sage to the stars
Return to the state of the block carved
Like the great tailor

To yield and overcome, to bend and be straight
Empty and be full, and have little and gain
They never falter, never put on display
Therefore, they shine forth, is that empty to say?

You rule by being just and wage ware with surprise
Master all without strife, and the world will comply
Said the sage, "The more rules that they write
The more thieves in the night"

And if we take no action, entertain no desire
And all the people return to a good simple life
Give the world what belongs to the world
Unto me, what is mine

Oh, oh, oh, oh
Oh, oh, oh, oh
Oh, oh, oh, oh
Oh, oh, oh, oh

I just had my perfect day
And watched my past lives melt away
I looked at all my suffering
Realized it wasn't me

Sun dissolves the fogs of gray
And rises on a perfect day
Sun dissolves the fogs of gray
And rises on a perfect day

Oh, oh, oh, oh
Oh, oh, oh, oh

I had a strange epiphany
As I awoke out of a dream
I saw the storm ahead of me
And knew it was our destiny

Sun dissolves the fogs of gray
And rises on a perfect day
Sun dissolves the fogs of gray
And rises on a perfect day
Sun dissolves the fogs of gray
And rises on a perfect day

Five are the colors that will blind the eye
Five are the tastes and the tones that will lie
The racing and hunting that madden the mind
And lead us all astray

To yield and overcome, to bend and be straight
Empty and be full, and have little and gain