pick your shadow up
slender on the vine
green wind will lift you
under sky blue tongues
someday your chariot of air
will vanish from this world of wine and bone
and then what remains of you is pure and genuine
as wild honey
free of form and desires
there before the naked eye
to know nobody
to know nobody
no body
no
no body
no body
each empire who inherits the sea
rises and retreats into foam
in the ash there stirs a seed
empty between what's unseen and unknown
to penetrate pure light
penetrate pure love
you gotta suffer some
and then what remains of you is pure and genuine
as wild honey
free of form and desire
there before the naked eye to know nobody
to owe nobody
no body
no
no body
no body
no
no body
oh
nobody