Carlos Simpson - Inner Circle Lyrics

Walking silent
Making noise

If the universe is basically
A play of energy

Then you can say
Energy and relationship go together
Motion is a form of relationship
Energy is a form of relationship

Screaming in silence

Everything lives by eating something else

Talking to myself
Talking to myself

We have been educated to use our minds
In a certain way

Pray to God
Talking to myself
And now here I am again

Existence is a function of the relationship

And now here I am again
The motion itself is a function of the relationship

Dreaming for tomorrow

Let me take you down of the corridors of my life
Your beauty and melancholic walk
Your optimistic words
Your silence and the way you look
Makes me wonder
Makes me wonder

If there is only one object
One small ball in the middle of an empty space
Nobody knows whether is moving
Because you can't tell if is approaching anything
Or if is going away from anything
Because there is nothing else
So, in that state of affairs, no motion exists

About the emotions and this beautiful place
About this beautiful place
We are just strangers ironically fading in circles
Searching for answers
Searching for answers

Who are you?

Probably tomorrow
We won't remember anyway

Who are you really?

If you miss me one day, please miss me slow

Really deep dawn
Who are you?

If you miss me one day, please miss me slow
If you miss me one day, please miss me slow

In other words, life, and death
Being or not being constitutes existence

All the individually delineated things and
Beings are connected underneath

If you miss me
If you miss me one day, please miss me slow
Love

Everybody has in himself an element of the duplicity of deception
Now I'm describing a point of view
You can look at life in such a way
Were all things is a mistake
For example, there is not such a thing as genuine kindness and love
Everybody is really pretending that they are loving other people
In order, to get some advantage

You love yourself in terms of what is "other"
Because in only in terms of what is "other"
That you have a self at all
To be is to deceive
Because you see
From this point of view that I am discussing the web is a trap
A total mutual interdependency between what we call the self
And what we call the other

Here I am again

Do you see?
The world as a marvellous illusion

I'm talking to myself
Lossing control again
Lossing control again

Now when you go deeply into the nature of selflessness
What do you discover?
You say: I love myself, I seek my own advantage

Maybe tomorrow
We won't remember anyway

Now...
What is this self that I love?
What do I want?

If you miss me one day, please miss me slow
If you miss me one day, please miss me slow
Losing control again
With faith believing in tomorrow
If you miss me one day, please miss me slow

Every one of us is an aperture
Through which, the whole cosmos looks out