Are you OK?

You've been shot in the head

And I'm holding your brains

The old woman said

So I drink in the shadows

Of an evening sky

See nothing at all



The stars look so special

And the snow looks so old

The frail form is drifting

Beyond the yoga zone

Turn to question the mountain

Why pigs can fly

It's nothing at all



I praise to you

Nothing ever goes away

I praise to you

Nothing ever goes

I praise to you



I praise to you

Nothing ever goes away

I praise to you

Nothing ever goes

I praise to you

Nothing ever goes away

I praise to you

Nothing ever goes, nothing ever goes

Nothing