Tai Ji

If I fell to the core of this planet
Would I see dreamers 'round a wishing well?
As I stare at the crumbling wall
surrounding the fall
Dust and empty wind

The machine we've built
Fueled and defiant
Grinds the death
of humility's soft power
Let us steal past the walls
of force that has no conscience
In this sacred land
Mind and soul come together

If I wasted any minutes I apologize
This weak spirit fears life
I feel a strength come to me somehow
She says, "you'd better move with the now
and you will fly with the wind
in morning's eye
Feel the weight of the Earth
sink and let your power die
Sink and rise