Love

I sit myself high upon a mountain top and I look far, far across the hills
I'm so loaded, man, so deep and full, with all the love and all that is real
We gotta cry out and reach out and turn our twisted minds
And feel the connection that is between you and all that is alive

To be with the smallest and biggest without fear and without pride
I went through the chappel of dangers a few hundred times
And I had to work so hard to keep my love and intuition
And not to loose my guts and not to loose my mind
I reach out, step foeward, I stumble and I fall
All my greed and longing wasn't for the real at all

So reach out, reach out, get a hand brothers and sisters
Grow on your kindness, love harmony and peace
Empty yourselves of everything, gain in loosing, thriving your freedom
I tried, but I'm sure you will