Don’t hold me down, Come up for air. Softly falling, don’t make a sound. Look away and try not to care.   Good Ones, when I come under your trees And upon your stones, Guide me. Blessed Be.   Liquid feelings flowing strong. Remove the top, start to trickle. Hearing words and knowing they are wrong. Straight lace, nerves of steel.   How fickle!   Oneness of Life and Light, Lead me through Other Power To realize Supreme Nirvana. Namo...