Karmakosmik Lyrics - Three Times Seven On A Pilgrimage - In The Woods...

Waiting is been 

Waiting for a word 

I Never heard 

A word that lie in 

between the lines 

Of a poem that died 

Seconds before it materialized 

Like a foreign sound from 

An unknown town 

-it makes the earth go 'round and 

around 

A chair in her room was a tower 

From where she was watching 

She peeled through the window 

And spinned 

Opened the door, said; 

Come inside 

Do you see what you like 

Do you like what you see 

Do you see what you like 

Do you like what you see 

Come walk with me for a while 

My child 

There's a word I have heard 

And it's deeply absurd 

-The rhythm among you and the 

rhythm within, have traveled 'long 

the same road while you've 

wondered where you've been. 

The seed of an old star 

Is the beat of a new 

The stones you choose to turn 

Holds the one's the karma about you earn 

And if boredom is joy, you're a 

Stranger - a toy in 

the hands of the few 

Of the one's you once knew 

If it's all just a game- 

Every day remains the same