All creds to Atmosphere for the beat. 
*song ends at 3:50

Lyrics: 
The ash of my ancestors written in akashic records 
I can not deny that I wish I could flow faster through life 
past the disasters that I know I'll eventually have to face and embrace 
all the deaths, and the daybreaks 
liberation is the only way, but people are too concerned with getting paid 
you're getting plagued, slayed by the system 
your deepest dreams will never come into fruition 
hey listen, unless you act unto your intuitive
let your heart be your only guide to living 
start a revolution inside the self, it begins with seeking something bigger than material wealth 
cause this life you've been living is hell, but heaven does exist, and
it's not on an impossible planet, 
but in that space of stillness in your soul 
you can grow up without growing old 
incubate your innocence, in a sense

Everyone has got a story to tell so why the hell would you keep that book high up on the shelf? 
Everybody has got love to give, cause if you haven't loved then you haven't lived

Keep your mind on the mission your book remains unwritten 
Let this be the end of your suffering 
boom, It's finished 
It begins with a sitting for a minute 
Be calm, zip it 
meditate and melt, Watching the vivid visions 
The hardest part of all-forgive the unforgiven 
even after they killed the last bit of you that was living 
'cause it takes time to heal and recovery is real 
underneath all of the hatred lies the grace that feels forsaken 
and my mind is vacant, my mind is vacant now, my form is formless, my form is formless how? 
it's like all the fear has spiraled out 
like I was lost and now I'm found

A single salt drop finally made it to the sea 
now I see 
before I blissed out, I had to bleed 
you are not a mass of cells inside the universe but the universe inside of a human being 
it could be that I am dreaming 
Is "I "The identity or is" I "truly a blue butterfly? 
I become awake when I fall asleep 
landing on green leaves, drinking nature's nectarine

Reality is what we make it out to be 
you see I used to question 
now I bask in the mystery 
and it feels so good to take it all in 
limb by limb 
the blissfulness runs through my body 
wherever my feet lead- 
I don't pay attention to where I'm stepping 
just follow the fragrance of sunrise and setting 
white flowers falling 
as blessings from heaven 
do not beginnings no endings 
love is my weapon, 
like I'm vishnu with the Sudarshan chakra 
swiftly cutting the throat off of Maya 
all vices burn in my fire of yoga 
consuming kombucha instead of soda 
I am an alien, a modern day Yoda 
I am a greek scholar, wearing a toga
my name means wisdom in the language of the ancient gods 
defying against all odds

You tried to fish me, but I dodged your rod 
swimming swiftly in this stream of shakti 
I glide underneath the rivers of pain, the ripples of pleasure 
I remember my eternal mother 
kali ma I will never forget my faith 
the soul does not contain an expiration date 
as a seeker it's hard to find those that can relate
keep up the climb, you'll find your tribe amidst the tide as you dive 
into the abyss 
where time does not exist 
the darkness within 
the scars will mend 
cry, heal, feel emotion 
dance and be reborn 
die no need to mourn 
lie on this forest floor 
torn between what you think you are and what you truly are.

young gypsee