Temple 8 Ideas Of The Mind
Illusions, Illusions
It's all illusions
The cosmic and the karmic in an endless game
The fabric of reality, absurd in its duality
So everything remains
Illusions, Illusions
It's all illusions
Hidden power lurking there, just under the veil
Supernaturality, taboo in actuality
But just waiting to be tamed
Illusions, Illusions
It's all illusions
Living in world of constant change
Many into one and then back into many
Yet everything remains
We're not bodies, we're not atoms
We All Are
And that's all we need to be
We're Ideas of The Mind
Deaf man hear, Blind man see
Perceptions, perceptions
Receiving perceptions from a Higher Plane
Beyond its dark disguise
The simple means to mold and recreate the universe
Is freely given to those who try
Perceptions, perceptions
Receiving perceptions
A single, subtle, secret truth
Is masking multitudes of lies
Tap the core of what you really know
And see the world through ten billion eyes
While we're awake we can just believe
But in our dreams we realize
We're not bodies, we're not atoms
We All Are
And that's all we need to be
We're Ideas of The Mind
Lame man walk, Dead man breathe
From ageless spirit few can fathom
Those points of light space can't contain
We are Ideas of The Mind
Collective Soul -- We're All The Same...
