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Things of- that I was just thinkin' two weeks ago
Says don't forget the grains of sand that hold their secrets
They know exactly why they're here
Without the words they don't need or have
They see it clear without eyes to stare themselves in the rubble
No sense of nerves
But a vibrant consciousness that happens without fear
Stay near to the point of nature's joint
Away, away
Away, away, oh
Away, away, ahh
Away, away
Away, away, oh
Away, away, ahh
Away, away
Away, away, oh
Away, away, ahh
Away, away
Away, away, oh
Away, away, ahh