It's like an intuition. Or a feeling in the air. An intangible impression. That's always everywhere. You bit into the apple. Laid down your sword and shield. (Untie a little bit dies. A little each time the medicine smiles). Then spun 'round like a gyre. In the unified field. (Inside your elegant guide. An arrow in flight a million miles). I remember feeling the opposite of falling. (Into the spot where we untie every knot). Spinning past the ceiling absolution calling. "Are you there or not? ". It's an open invitation. Come see the sights of sages. We've been a pride of lions. So afraid to leave our cages. Dont' fret over the pieces. That smolder in the sun. (Untie a little bit dies. A little each time the medicine smiles). 'Cause nothing can be broken. When everything is one. (Inside your elegant guide. An arrow in flight a million miles). I remember feeling the opposite of falling. (Into the spot where we untie every knot). Spinning past the ceiling absolution calling. "Are you there or not? ". I remember feeling the opposite of falling. (Into the spot where we untie every knot). Spinning past the ceiling absolution calling. "Are you there or not? ". You bit into the apple. Laid down your sword and shield. (Untie a little bit dies. A little each time the medicine smiles). Then spun 'round like a gyre. In the unified field. (Inside your elegant guide. An arrow in flight a million miles. A million miles a million miles). I remember feeling the opposite of falling. (Into the spot where we untie every knot). Spinning past the ceiling absolution calling. "Are you there or not? ". I remember feeling the opposite of falling. (Into the spot where we untie every knot). Spinning past the ceiling absolution calling. "Are you there? "