McGeorge Bundy
In the Mix...
Don't be heartbroken
When the Moon is hollow.
There is a new start
For the lowest of lows.
Shot of rhum is sweeter
Than a toxic mixture of pills.
When the time is nearer...
A new world you'll enter...!
One thought is three thousand realms.
Wepwawet stands at the gates.
When all conditions are met
You get your free break...
Existence & extinction
Are intertwined.
The love you bind
Might be your last good-bye.
When all is said and done they give up,
But I've got ONE more plan laid down for us.
Not one thing satisfies Sight of Horus
More than the right playing cards pulling our cart.
It was a summer camp, late sixties.
Something new would emerge from the Gypsies.
Sense of freedom and light; our Indie Day.
Never got such a rush of love and rays!
(Before this day...)
Spirals and rainbows!
Everything invisible
Can be brought forth and be shown.
Trance of Reality
Driving us away from here
To everlasting Eternity...
When all is said and done they give up,
But I've got ONE more plan laid down for us.
Not one thing satisfies Sight of Horus
More than the right playing cards pulling our cart.
It was a summer camp, late sixties.
Something new would emerge from the Gypsies.
Sense of freedom and light; our Indie Day.
Never got such a rush of love and rays!
(Before this day...)
It is a countdown!
But don't worry
Just be ready.
State of bliss experienced
When sleepwalking
Or in prayers
We always manage to extract
Contentment and betterment
From our endeavours.
When all is said and done they give up,
But I've got ONE more plan laid down for us.
Not one thing satisfies Sight of Horus
More than the right playing cards pulling our cart.
It was a summer camp, late sixties.
Something new would emerge from the Gypsies.
Sense of freedom and light; our Indie Day.
Never got such a rush of love and rays!
(Before this day...)

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