3 acessos
Not all horses are gonna need blinders
Not all seekers will be finders
Even the gurus only yet to know
Yet there is a path you call your own
Seekers
Finders
Which one are you
Which one am I
We are all just headless riders
Some crack right through
Some only try
Life quest for a unity
Death propels the community
To break all the dividers
To rip off the masks and tear off the blinders
Mind is stuck on survival
Soul it knows no rival
In its one and the onliness
It is the seeker and finder of holiness
Seekers
Finders
Which one are you
Which one am I
We are all just headless riders
Some crack right through
Some only try
Words turn flesh
So go feed your tigers
Light one, dark one both are in pre-flight stance
Which one will defeat the other
It's the one that turns fight into dance
Seekers
Finders
Which one are you
Which one am I
We are all just headless riders
Inside one whole-seeing eye