It's too cold...stoke your fire
Spring clean ....sweep away your fears
Check under the hood...tighten loose wires
Lube job....oil your gears
Ain't no turning away
From the people we've become
Time to get outta our own way
Time to turn to our innate sun
We are runnin from the warmth of
this saving sun that illuminates
Recharging our batteries with radiant love
As we continue to mentally
masturbate
Energy crisis, but we don't see
We are blind to our behaviors
How you treat you is the way you treat me
This
woman is on fire.....no crisis enslaves her
And soon you'll ache from head to toe
Needin to be forged anew in the flames of the fires
But
still holding tight to what needs to be let go
Energy crisis, but we don't see
We are blind to our behaviors
How you treat you is the way you treat me
This
woman is on fire....no crisis enslaves her
Run to our sun, own our shadows
All of who we are is deserving
Let the sun burn down our guilty gallows
Activate the energy we've been conserving
Energy crisis cured.....emergency averted
The fire fuels
our lives, forged anew in the flames
Turned inside out, open, inverted
Listen now, the wind sings
our names
Energy crisis healed.... we now see
Alive in the illumination, once dim
How you treat you is the way you allow life to be
All men, all women on fire.....no crisis enslaves them
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