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From the west it flows
To the east I'm listening
From the south it came
And to the north it goes, north it goes, north it goes

From the bottom
I feel it all and
It is heavy but permeable
Subtle energy, subtle energies, subtle

From the bottom
I see it all and
It is heavy but permeable
Subtle energy, subtle energies, subtle

A vision!
It comes to me
It calls to me

From the bottom
I feel it all and
It is heavy but permeable
Subtle energy, subtle energies, subtle energy

I’ve got one hand out holding onto my past
I’ve got two feet pumping, revving up on the gas
I’ve got one hand out holding onto my past
I’ve got two feet pumping, revving up on the gas
I’ve got three on me

I can’t keep running away, I can’t keep running away
You can’t contain me here, you can’t contain me here

Gone under, gone under
I’ve got three on me