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Do despite the odds
Walk uncommon roads
Turn the World around
Flip skies upside down
In every drawn image
Every broken edge
The Master carries on
Throughout his student's sketch

For my entire life
I learned to carry on
For my entire life I looked for love,
So I could love just One

And they kept saying:
You're too late to save
Your fire burns too fast
Who cares? Cause our children
Will be better than us
Better than us. Better than us.

When it's my time to go
You'll hear me sing along
With echoes of my children's songs
And echoes of their children's songs
It is the law of Dharma
The Circle of Samsara
The roundelay of souls
Oh, Mama

We won't be erased
We live out of spite
Taking up a chance
Just to make things right
The mirror's our stage
And we are inside out
And lanterns lit up in the space
Are stars you've spilled beyond the count.
Thousands of me before me
And after me there'll be
Thousands of me,
And in thousands of not-me,
Thousands of me.

And no one's there to fix us
We're like a shattered piece of glass.
Who cares? Cause our children will be better than us
Better than us. Better than us

When it's my time to go
You'll hear me sing along
With echoes of my children's songs
And echoes of their children's songs
It is the law of Dharma
The Circle of Samsara
The roundelay of souls
Oh, Mama

When it's my time to go
You'll hear me sing along
My children's songs
And sing along their children's songs
It is the way of Karma
The Circle of Samsara
The roundelay of souls
Oh, Mama