The imperialist carnival reeks, like a poisoned river
Words twist and turn and bubble, like a poisoned river
The law cannot be written, writing's for school and art
Read Animal Farm, the law is in your heart
Politicians selling law, I'd rather buy a fart
The law cannot be sold the law is in your heart

Lawyers, magistrates and judges
Dividing up the law, like a poisoned river
Colonial missionaries targetting the core
enchanting with a bible, like a poisoned river

Only juries judge with justice
Cause the law is in their hearts
The law is in their hearts
The law is in your heart
The law is in your heart
The law is in your heart

The Law Is In Your Heart

It was a cold March day
She met him in the park dressed in her blues
She was looking for his advice about a man they had locked up
But he ain't hurt noone so he said

We are free, we are divine human beings
We are free, ain't gonna follow whats wrong
Cause if he ain't hurt noone then he ain't done no crime
Leave him be, live and let live 

So she went back to her block took out the keys and set him free
And when the searg' walked in he said with a grin "What d'you do with the dude, don't you fear the pain I could put you through?" She said

We are free, we are divine human beings
We are free, ain't gonna follow whats wrong
Cause if he ain't hurt noone then he ain't done no crime
Leave him be, live and let live 


Live And Let Live

Open window, rolling meadow 
New beginnings, souls are swimming

Run, run away river come carry my fire
Down to the ocean where the winds takes us farther
Crashing through worlds in a moment well see
New life worth living in harmony

Bright lit beach house, tree top lookout
Growing friendship, ruby lips


Harmony

Come and sit with me way up here in my magical tree
Well look out at the world below figure out where we gonna go

Come sail around my island home
I don't wanna take this ride alone
Well chase the sun and sail the seas 
Be everything we want to be

Come and cut with me from this big old trunk
Well gather all night under the stars
Well stoke the flames and stir in some vines
You next to me and this nocturnal wine

Come and sip with me from this wooden bowl
Lay down on the earth and the let the night seep into your soul

Mother wattle by night and by day brooding her funk her trunk enclosed with nested needs and sleeping desires 
In the shade under her bough infecting the dreamers lunar chariot Jesabel did taste her and the pine cone dropped


Magic Tree

Down by the water's edge, you can see the reflection on the lake 
All the way up to the clouds 
a vast array of life 
Dragonflies and butterflies and everything in between 
Hanging in this air
It's not a vacuum 
Breathe it into the lungs and out again 
There is no separation it is all a part of you 

Magma flows forth from the volcano 
Scorching up the Earth 
Internal energies centring the underground 
What goes in must come out 
It's a kind of distillation of souls 
A re-organisation of our blood and bones 
It's not darkness it's digesting 
what was above so below is reborn 
And that's how you learn more about yourself 



Mystery Of Air

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These are 5 songs from our debut EP "Harmony". 
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