Let Me Tell You How

When You're Open To Something It's Like Being A Beacon, And You Attract It. From The First Time I Heard The Chanting Hare Krishna, It Was Like A Door Opened Somewhere In My Subconscious, Maybe From Some Previous Life.

We Don't Belong Here, But In The Spiritual Sky: As L'm Fated For The Material World, Get Frustrated In The Material World, Senses Never Gratified, Only Swelling Like A Tide, That Could Drown Me In The Material World.

The Smile On Your Face Is Sometimes Out Of Place, Don't Mind No Frowns, Cheer Down.

There's This Indian Fellow Who Worked Out A Cycle Like The Idea Of Stone-age, Bronze-age, Only He Did It On An Indian One. The Cycle Goes From Nothing Until Now And 20th Century And Then On And Right Around The Cycle Until The People Are Really Grooving And Then Just Sinks Back Into Ignorance Until It Gets Back Into The Beginning Again. So The 20th Century Is A Fraction Of That Cycle, And How Many Of Those Cycles Has It Done Yet? It's Done As Many As You Think And All These Times It's Been Through Exactly The Same Things, And It'll Be This Again.

If God Is In Everything, Why Shouldn't You Taste Him When You Eat?