[NO DRUM KIT IN SONG, NO KICK DRUM, NO HI-HAT, NO GODDAMN SNARE] [intro: spoken, gentle reverence and yearning, berimbau plays frenetic paced rhythm, no other instrumentation] Ready yourself with calm Stretch slowly taking every muscle To just below The threshold Of pain Staying mindful of breath [berimbau plays drifting lead] Relax Relax Relax Face to the sun Bask Yes thats it. Now repeat: [chorus: female reverent or mournful wailing] [ethnic folk percussion kicks in lieu of drum set, sitar and berimbau follow vocal line] Ooooooooooooooooweeeeeeeeeeahhhhh Naaaaaa Naaaaaaa meeeeeeeeeeahhhhh Haaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaanaaaaaaaaaneeeeeeeeeeeenaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaa Mm. Mm. Mmmmmiiiiiiiiiiiaaaaaaanaanana. Ahhhhhheeeeeeeaahhhhhhhnaaaanaaaa Mm. Mm. Mmmmmiiiiiiiiiiiaaaaaaanaanana. Ahhhhhheeeeeeeaahhhhhhhnaaaanaaaa [sitar lead is hypnotic with 17 BPM tremolo] [verse] [spoken] [music returns to Berimbau with no other instrumentation] Sheeeeeewwwwwww exhale stale air There you go Inhale the flow of sweet fresh Feel it in your chest Thats it Okay now Exhale pehshewwwwwwwwwahhhh No thought can get caught When no part of thinking is sharp See yourself suspended In a warm white light Giddiness flutters up delights Then flys away It wasn’t yours to keep anyway In with the fresh Out with the rest Repeat Okay now Repeat [chorus] [fade to silence]
