Lyrics:
Nailed to a pleasant sleep
Under the fullmoon light
Calculated ancient knowledge
Of Arab's wise words
I dreamed about a temple
I saw it in my dreams
you know...
Q: Master Builder, tell me what the temple's made of ?
A: Deep inside you,
you can build an invisible temple in your own imagination
if
IAO ZA-I ZA-O
MA-I MA-O
TA-I TA-O NOW
Q: Master Builder, tell me how you make a temple ?
A: Tools and moon stones,
you don't really need
more than meets the very eye
Feel the waves crashing in your imagination
Temple that holds all the stories of time
A place where all the books have been
to cleanse your temple
And purify your imagination so that you can see God more clearly
Like Jesus making a whip of reeds
God really seems to enjoy doing this
go where you are
You are my temple built on your ground
I should become your man
Holding your hand and be on guard
I should go where you are
You are
Imagination
Yeah
One two one two
Straight out the trenches of rap
For fake niggas don't get back
Some shit like that
Kicking it from the trap
Fuck
places and times. Milo's imagination soared as he realized the endless possibilities that awaited him.
cs he explored the treehouse, Milo discovered
pays
And patience is a currency I lack
Can't put my phone down
Imagination's wild
And that's a fact
And in my mind
I feel your touches
In a blue moon,
You're still in my heart yeah
You're still in my heart yeah
The obituaries
Guest books
Sites online
Make imagination come alive
Time to go live
But
Reared on a diet of prejudice and misinformation
The beaten generation, the beaten generation
Open your eyes, open your imagination
We're being
room for imagination
Come to the temple of the intergalactic high command
To distract from your tomb, to distract from your tomb
Awash in afterworld
the balance of two extremes
In a World often seen obscene
We are the ones that reign supreme
I have the face of God it gleams
Building temples under my regime
I
She seems dressed in all the rings of past fatalities
So fragile yet so devious, she continues to see
Climatic hands that press her temples and my
and water carriers and tuk-tuk
A train of thought travels through my imagination. I hop off at the station The railway takes me far beyond the Yang Tse Kiang
Reared on a diet of prejudice and misinformation
The beaten generation, the beaten generation
Open your eyes, open your imagination
We're being
Things crawl in the darkness
That imagination spins
Needles at your nerve ends
Crawl like spiders on your skin
Pounding in your temples
their vessels of creation
The temples of our souls
Ohhhhh let my people go
Sea of loneliness, sea of love
Carry me upon your endless depths
And bear my
Things crawl in the darkness
That imagination spins
Needles at your nerve ends
Crawl like spiders on your skin
Pounding in your temples
of your imagination, you never delt with incarceration.
Thought I heard you want to be my rival, askel 45 a it a idol, them
Start war end no seek
traveled in their imaginations
To gold-tipped Siamese temples or past an old man,
The leaf broom tidying the Maw's carpeted speck of Japan ?
And Cecelia
Four dogs, snarling, growling, teeth gleaming in Delphic
moonlight, had us squared. The square of dogs stood
at the edges of the circled temple
train filled the temple
And He a potter, you be the clay and just watch Him fix you
I found out He'll get you out whatever you into
'Cause you gon' reap
of sensations
Playing in my imagination
Detached from my temple
The wise come to teach me
They help me healing
The wounds I can't reach
I manifest what I need
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