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Ayahuasca
04:09
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Guilt is the shell of lost memories that enslaves you from moving on.
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2. |
The Door
01:56
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Open your eyes
Open your ears
Open your arms
Let go your fears
But there are so many things beyond what we know
Waiting on the other side of my thoughts
Waiting on the other side of your thoughts
Open your arms
Give into me
Open the door
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Einsamkeit
03:22
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Standing in front of you
I wish you could see me
Standing there
Out in the blue
Looking at the sky thinking of you (r skin)
Would you let me keep your hands around me?
Would you let me keep this words surrounding me?
And you can never say goodbye
And you can never look around
This time, I won’t let my fears embrace it
I’m changing this wounded dragged skin
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4. |
Let Go
04:48
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Everything you need
Is inside your body
In every particle of life
You just need to find
That everything
And fight the dark forces
Distance and time are_ but illussions
It might appear and endless road to cross
A dream is closer than we think
Distance and time are _ but illussions
Everything you need
Is inside your body
In every particle of life
You just need to find
That everything
And fight the dark forces
Let go
…and understand.
It might appear and endless road to cross
A dream is closer than we think
Distance and time are _ but illussions
Understand
You can live with no pain
When you let go
It’s good to fly through the clouds
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Mantra
04:09
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No forms or shadows can deform us now
My body is no longer the cage that keeps me here
Every time we love, we live
Every time we love, we die
There’s beauty in every piece of dirt.
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6. |
The Flowers
04:10
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Poem by Aldous Huxley
Day after day,
At spring's return,
I watch my flowers, how they burn
Their lives away.
The candle crocus
And daffodil gold
Drink fire of the sunshine-
Quickly cold.
And the proud tulip-
How red he glows!-
Is quenched ere summer
Can kindle the rose.
Purple as the innermost
Core of a sinking flame,
Deep in the leaves the violets smoulder
To the dust whence they came.
Day after day
At spring's return,
I watch my flowers, how they burn
Their lives away,
Day after day ...
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Rebecca Roger Lyon, France
Venezuelan/Spanish living in France. Soprano / composer who wants to rediscover the perceptions of the old and the new, through the fusion of mind, body and soul inside her musical microcosmos
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