Song#: 20
Album 08) Sex or is it Love?
Name of Song: Pain and Sex
Great amounts of freedom,
Await us all around,
Just calmly make your world stay still
and become your stable ground.
Our horror of misalignment,
Of our own electrical flows,
It locks onto those trauma times
Those times we dare not know.
Chorus
Stability is really a state of being,
Where a spirit calms their mind,
Where they become their moment NOW,
And hold until they find,
Their own little piece of heaven,
Where they can just unwind,
A sanctuary made so long ago,
To weather thrusts in time.
______
Great amounts of freedom,
Await us all around,
Just calmly make your world stay still
and become your stable ground.
Our horror of misalignment,
Of our own electrical flows,
It locks onto those trauma times
Those times we dare not know.
Chorus
Stability is really a state of being,
Where a spirit calms their mind,
Where they become their moment NOW,
And hold until they find,
Their own little piece of heaven,
Where they can just unwind,
A sanctuary made so long ago,
To weather thrusts in time.
______
Great amounts of freedom,
Await us all around,
Just calmly make your world stay still
and become your stable ground.
Our horror of misalignment,
Of our own electrical flows,
It locks onto those trauma times
Those times we dare not know.
Chorus
Stability is really a state of being,
Where a spirit calms their mind,
Where they become their moment NOW,
And hold until they find,
Their own little piece of heaven,
Where they can just unwind,
A sanctuary made so long ago,
To weather thrusts in time.
______
Pain shuts off our knowing,
Sex pervades our mind,
Sticky traps laid long ago
That still work on mankind.
But here we are on Earth,
Living through its time,
Trying to make a go of it,
Despite our noisy mind.
Spirits seem forgotten,
They’re told they are a mind,
But without them there would be no life,
Or things that feel sublime.
Chorus
Stability is really a state of being,
Where a spirit calms their mind,
Where they become their moment NOW,
And hold until they find,
Their own little piece of heaven,
Where they can just unwind,
A sanctuary made so long ago,
To weather thrusts in time.
______
Bridge
Pain and sex so constant,
In every part of being,
We seem so used to being trapped,
We’ve lost the art of seeing.
______
Great amounts of freedom,
Await us all around,
Just calmly make your world stay still
and become your stable ground.
Our horror of misalignment,
Of our own electrical flows,
It locks onto those trauma times
Those times we dare not know.
Chorus
Stability is really a state of being,
Where a spirit calms their mind,
Where they become their moment NOW,
And hold until they find,
Their own little piece of heaven,
Where they can just unwind,
A sanctuary made so long ago,
To weather thrusts in time.
______
Great amounts of freedom,
Await us all around,
Just calmly make your world stay still
and become your stable ground.
Our horror of misalignment,
Of our own electrical flows,
It locks onto those trauma times
Those times we dare not know.
Chorus
Stability is really a state of being,
Where a spirit calms their mind,
Where they become their moment NOW,
And hold until they find,
Their own little piece of heaven,
Where they can just unwind,
A sanctuary made so long ago,
To weather thrusts in time.
______
Great amounts of freedom,
Await us all around,
Just calmly make your world stay still
and become your stable ground.
Our horror of misalignment,
Of our own electrical flows,
It locks onto those trauma times
Those times we dare not know.
Chorus
Stability is really a state of being,
Where a spirit calms their mind,
Where they become their moment NOW,
And hold until they find,
Their own little piece of heaven,
Where they can just unwind,
A sanctuary made so long ago,
To weather thrusts in time.
______
Pain shuts off our knowing,
Sex pervades our mind,
Sticky traps laid long ago
That still work on mankind.
But here we are on Earth,
Living through its time,
Trying to make a go of it,
Despite our noisy mind.
Spirits seem forgotten,
They’re told they are a mind,
But without them there would be no life,
Or things that feel sublime.
Chorus
Stability is really a state of being,
Where a spirit calms their mind,
Where they become their moment NOW,
And hold until they find,
Their own little piece of heaven,
Where they can just unwind,
A sanctuary made so long ago,
To weather thrusts in time.
______
Pain shuts off our knowing,
Sex pervades our mind,
Sticky traps laid long ago
That still work on mankind.
But here we are on Earth,
Living through its time,
Trying to make a go of it,
Despite our noisy mind.
Spirits seem forgotten,
They’re told they are a mind,
But without them there would be no life,
Or things that feel sublime.
_______