Tidal Trains, Come rollin down the face of the slope Pushin forward on and breaking through As the truth of the golden tree grows up and flies across the sky Causing all our pulse to vibrate, in ecstacy, the power shifts Focus your song, Mind of all time, Try to Create Love Along My face reflection in the pond of Living Dreams, its eyes the eyes of the world, all creatures and human in it. I conious to create, what looks back at me To know, the unknown. The reflection in the mirror, is you and me Life on the ground
