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Total existence needs meaning and myth, many misjudged the way and got lost in the mist

She said "Decode the language
Unfold the symbols
Untold disciples got lost in the hillside
Following intellect, they let go of wisdom
And now they'll tell you the soul's a closed system
They sacrificed instinct to phony ambition
And now what they hold in their fist has become all that there is
But total existence needs meaning and myth
Many misjudged the way and got lost in the mist
Your loneliness is the symptom, not the sickness"
The moment her lips said "peace"

My peace melted
I became a memory
I felt myself peel
I was atoms
Magnesium
Calcium
I was real
She said "We are born of collision
We are divisions of a bigger vision
And yet
We run around like hamsters
Spinning the wheel
Spinning the wheel
Spinning the wheel"