Every year we go to a festival called Woodford - an alternative village gets built for a week with 23 stages sporting all kinds of weird and wonderful. On New Years Eve, thousands traipse to the top of the hill (pictured on the album cover ) and await the Dawn to the sound of Tibetan monks horns and chanting, string quartets and such. The spoon word in the middle of this song was what I could recall of the monks chanting !!
lyrics
Gnaw my Bones back to the dust
Breathe the air my Consciousness
Earth my body, my Hearth, my Home
Spirit my Intelligence
Not until each one is lifted
Out of separation
Not until each one is gifted
Back to the Ocean of Love
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