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Honour thy music. Honour thy love
Honour thy friendship. Honour thy blood
With sturdiness of purpose perpetrate all the above
Play on the flute made of purest gold
Let us be friends and Iâll tell you of my dream
Let us be lovers, Iâll show you what I mean
I am awkward, I am touching, I am graceful
I am playful, always poised, never hateful
For Life is never certain in the slightest sense of meaning
Feel the Universal time with fullness of my Being
There was a friendly pigeon, I met him in my dream
He came to entertain me, he kept me company
Along came a bigger bird, more bigger than he
Snapped his wing and dragged him to his destiny
âOh why bigger bird, whyâd you pick on me?â
said the little pigeon hanging desperately
âIâm hungry and itâs time for lunchâ the bigger bird replied
âGo to sleep and dream your dream in pigeon pieâ
I am awkward, I am touching, I am graceful
I am playful, always poised, never hateful
For Life is never certain in the slightest sense of meaning
Feel the Universal time with fullness of my Being
Heading for the parallel, the sultry state of dreaming
With your pigeon by your side, youâre not alone