As I was roaming through the vast and sacred valley, at the heart of the clearing, I saw a woman, a who, approach to me. She had old, wise, tired eyes and markings on her cheeks. She told me of the means where enlightenment could be achieved. I set off as though I'm broke and I walked on down the stream, whilst my strength appears, the haze of my lucid dreams. I don't wanna lose the feeling of ***, it's so hard to find the meaning. I found the door and I'm kinda hoping to ease my head and crack it open. As I came down from the hills, away from the crying, churned out the storm, I saw a light through the deepening dusk and I knew the truth, what I had been told. I want this vibrant grass to cover me if I become too overroyed, for the salvation that I seek is trapped in the silence between my thoughts. I don't wanna lose the feeling of ***, it's so hard to find the meaning. I found the door and I'm kinda hoping to ease my head and crack it open. I don't want to lose the feeling, I don't want the strange to slip away. And I seek to find true meaning, to find a true and better place to stay. I don't wanna lose the feeling of ***, it's so hard to find the meaning. I found the door and I'm kinda hoping to ease my head and crack it open. And I don't wanna lose the feeling of ***, it's so hard to find the meaning. I found the door and I'm kinda hoping to ease my head and crack it open. And I don't wanna lose the feeling of ***, it's so hard to find the meaning. I found the door and I'm kinda hoping to ease my head and crack it open. And I don't wanna lose the feeling of ***, it's so hard to find the meaning. I found the door and I'm kinda hoping to ease my head and crack it open.