If I could but rest awhile
and give up on all my thoughts.
If I could just rest awhile
and forget all there is,
It's lying in my bed at night,
trapped inside this head.
That I can hear the subtle insanities,
of my silly paranoid profanities.
The damage that we do,
when we wallow in our fears,
is realized in our futures,
as we wonder at our tears.
It's these deadly silent fears,
that kill our strength of will.
They'll kill our strength of will,
quicker than a malodorous little pill.
It's these negative misgivings,
that poison all our thoughts.
They eat away and contaminate,
all the good that we've been taught.
If I could just rest awhile
and give up on all my thoughts,
I might just find the very thing,
that rich and poor have sought.
The very thing that eludes us all,
that will take us to the source.
Lies deep within our very selves,
and will get us back on course.
If we listen to the silence,
that rests between each breath.
There lies the spring of all our wisdom,
that goes beyond all births and deaths.
The very thing we need to hear,
will be poignant to the moment,
and will guide us step by step,
each day,
till we reach our Divine atonement.
and give up on all my thoughts.
If I could just rest awhile
and forget all there is,
but nought.
I might wake up sufficiently,
to realize,
what I have bought.
I might wake up sufficiently,
to realize,
what I have bought.
It's lying in my bed at night,
trapped inside this head.
That I can hear the subtle insanities,
of my silly paranoid profanities.
The damage that we do,
when we wallow in our fears,
is realized in our futures,
as we wonder at our tears.
It's these deadly silent fears,
that kill our strength of will.
They'll kill our strength of will,
quicker than a malodorous little pill.
It's these negative misgivings,
that poison all our thoughts.
They eat away and contaminate,
all the good that we've been taught.
If I could just rest awhile
and give up on all my thoughts,
I might just find the very thing,
that rich and poor have sought.
The very thing that eludes us all,
that will take us to the source.
Lies deep within our very selves,
and will get us back on course.
If we listen to the silence,
that rests between each breath.
There lies the spring of all our wisdom,
that goes beyond all births and deaths.
The very thing we need to hear,
will be poignant to the moment,
and will guide us step by step,
each day,
till we reach our Divine atonement.