The Feels

In the same way, when you see a flower in a field
Its really the whole field that is flowering
Cause the flower couldn’t exist in that particular place without the special
surroundings of the field that it has
You only find flowers in surroundings which will support them
So in the same way, we’ll never find human beings on a planet of this kind,
with an atmosphere of this kind, with temperature of this kind,
supplied by a convenient neighbouring star
So, just as the flower is flowering in the field, I feel myself as a,
a personing, a manning, peopleing, the whole universe
In other words, I seem, like everything else, to be a center, a sort of vortex
At which the whole energy of the universe realises itself, comes alive
A sort of aperture, through which the whole universe is conscious of itself
In other words, I go with it
There’s a fire, there’s a light
There’s a beacon burning bright
In the night, I’ll tell you how I know
Once when I was lost at sea
Lost from following my dreams
I found a flame that seemed to tell me where to go
Watching the sunrise, watching the sunset
Watching the sun go down
Nothing but ocean, and in that moment
I know
There’s a gap, there’s a space
Something’s missing, I can taste
There’s a trace on the tip of my tongue
And when we speak, it makes a spark
Lightning lighting up the dark
And my heart starts beating like a drum
Pulsing my veins, kicking away
And it just won’t back down
Something inside me, I feel it igniting
And I know
And I feel it, and I know
And I feel it, and I know
And I feel it, and I know
And I feel it, and I know
And I feel it, and I know
And I know
Watching the sunrise, watching the sunset
Watching the sun go down
Something inside me, I feel it igniting
And I know
And I feel it, and I know
And I feel it, and I know
And I feel it, and I know
And I know
And I feel it, and I know
And I feel it, and I know
And I feel it, and I know
And I know