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Enter slowly the sleeping valley
Of shadows and morning light
Below, within, above, without
Wake and sigh...
Paralyzing pessimism,
Anchoring the will
We raise the coiled serpent
Elemental, nagging burden
Of desiring more than all we are
We toil and grieve
And hold our pain
And uphill we push the stone
Easing pain,
The temperamental infant
Weakening
Embrace the lunar temptress
Entering the temple
In the garden of the starving rose
We toil and grieve
And hold our pain
And uphill we push the stone
The journey of the wounded healer
Along the path of the unknown
Like the shadow of a lurking phantom
Drifting peripheral
Healing hands of empathy
Opening to hold
And lay to rest this suffering
And cast aside the stone
Auto pilot's
New Song and it is good
You can listen to it here - http://www.myspace.com/autopilothq
Of shadows and morning light
Below, within, above, without
Wake and sigh...
Paralyzing pessimism,
Anchoring the will
We raise the coiled serpent
Elemental, nagging burden
Of desiring more than all we are
We toil and grieve
And hold our pain
And uphill we push the stone
Easing pain,
The temperamental infant
Weakening
Embrace the lunar temptress
Entering the temple
In the garden of the starving rose
We toil and grieve
And hold our pain
And uphill we push the stone
The journey of the wounded healer
Along the path of the unknown
Like the shadow of a lurking phantom
Drifting peripheral
Healing hands of empathy
Opening to hold
And lay to rest this suffering
And cast aside the stone
Auto pilot's
New Song and it is good
You can listen to it here - http://www.myspace.com/autopilothq