歌词
Then just as his brain at times of producing
High levels of tension
Shifts, to memory fragments, attempts
By means of the sense of perception
To confront these trivialities with ease
Like crossing a river by jumping its stones
Building a track, take him back to the other side
That is just when his brain peceives the increasing
Levels of tension
In the area of the sense
There where the sense of present tense
Prevails
To bring all that
That is aware
Into focus at one spot
That spot we call
Presence