I got hipss , Theyre gyratingAnd I’m losing controlCoz the techno You’re supplyingIs rocking my soulI did lay on for you a banquet And you did feed on the feastThere were murmurs of a lighthouse And an old fashioned leather seat.Worshipping at dawn in a pleasant placeIn stillness we gulped in understandingThe universe in our embraceThen morning laughter carried on to the dayShow each other the way thru
Emptiness where all is at play