Meditation. Hoooo haa o he ha What you got can not be held It just floats - melting ways I roll on towards The airdrops are there Try to tie it all with a rope Imagine words I could've wrote Just a few days in the shadows I'm ready to go home instead Meditation. The garden out is made of sand And I am one and I'm not dead Just a few days in the shadows Without them, no light can be shed Try to tie it all with a rope Imagine words I could've wrote Just a few days in the shadows I'm ready to go home instead Hoooo haa o he ha Meditation. What you got can not be held It just floats - melting ways I roll on towards The airdrops are there Try to tie it all with a rope Imagine words I could've wrote Just a few days in the shadows I'm ready to go home instead