O; I tell you, now, that the canvas isn’t real
Let alone the colors on it Would you stay with me on it?
4 some time

I’m manning a wall
4 the real side
Be 4 you were born, Where you pass on

Life being life, always going on
I’ll sing you a song
My charm, my spell “G-O-D”
I mastered the way, it’s free

Back home to reality
2 reality, 2 reality, 2 reality There’s only really one, you see: that’s true.
Good daughter-son
of God, you

O; I tell you, now, that the canvas isn’t real
Let alone the colors on it Would you stay with me on it?
4 some time

I’m manning a wall
4 the real side
Be 4 you were born, Where you pass on

Life being life, always being on
I’ll sing you a song
My charm, my spell “G-O-D”

Back home to reality
2 reality, 2 reality, 2 reality There’s only really one, you see: that’s true.
Good daughter-son
of God, you

I repeated myself.
O, I tell you: now.

Being, going, being, going, being, going, being, going,
being, going, being, going, being, going, being I Am.