The body and its parts are a river
“Everything is just an impression”
Said the Cynic
And the response is obvious enough
But the point is a useful one
If you take it for what it’s worth
The soul of man does violence to itself first
When it does its best to become an abscess
A kind of detached growth from the world
To be vexed by anything that happens
Is a kind of secession from Nature
Which comprises the nature of all things
To be vexed by anything that happens
Is a kind of secession from Nature
And it comprises the nature of all things
The soul of man does violence to itself
When it turns its back on another
Or sets out
To do harm
As the souls of the angry do
When overpowered by pleasure or pain
When it puts on a mask
And does or says anything insincerely and untruly
When it allows its action
And impulse to be
Without a purpose
To be random and disconnected
Even the smallest things ought to be directed
Towards a goal
Of a rational animal, follow the reason and the law of the Gods
Duration:
Momentary
Nature:
Changeable
Perception:
Dim
Condition of Body:
Decaying
Soul:
Spinning around
Fortune:
Unpredictable
Lasting Fame:
Uncertain
[Chorus]
The body and its parts are a river
The soul is a dream and mist
Life is warfare
And a journey far from home
After fame is oblivion
The body and its parts are a river
The soul is a dream and mist
Life is warfare
And a journey far from home
After fame is oblivion
What can guide us?
Only philosophy
Which means keeping the demon in man
Free from violence and unharmed
Superior to pleasure and pain
Doing nothing without purpose
No hypocricy
Randomly or dishonestly
Not dependent on any man
Doing or not doing anything
Accept what’s happening
Accept what’s happening (faded)
And all thats allotted as coming from thence
And above all that it accept death
In a cheerful spirit
In a cheerful spirit
And as nothing but the dissolution of that from what it is made
If it doesn’t hurt the individual elements to change
Continually into each other, why are people afraid?
Of all of them changing
Separating
Its according to nature
And nothings evil that’s according to nature
Nothings evil that’s according to nature
[Chorus]
The body and its parts are a river
The soul is a dream and mist
Life is warfare
And a journey far from home
After fame is oblivion
The body and its parts are a river
The soul is a dream and mist
Life is warfare
And a journey far from home
After fame is oblivion
“Everything is just an impression”
Said the Cynic
And the response is obvious enough
But the point is a useful one
If you take it for what it’s worth
The soul of man does violence to itself first
When it does its best to become an abscess
A kind of detached growth from the world
To be vexed by anything that happens
Is a kind of secession from Nature
Which comprises the nature of all things
To be vexed by anything that happens
Is a kind of secession from Nature
And it comprises the nature of all things
The soul of man does violence to itself
When it turns its back on another
Or sets out
To do harm
As the souls of the angry do
When overpowered by pleasure or pain
When it puts on a mask
And does or says anything insincerely and untruly
When it allows its action
And impulse to be
Without a purpose
To be random and disconnected
Even the smallest things ought to be directed
Towards a goal
Of a rational animal, follow the reason and the law of the Gods
Duration:
Momentary
Nature:
Changeable
Perception:
Dim
Condition of Body:
Decaying
Soul:
Spinning around
Fortune:
Unpredictable
Lasting Fame:
Uncertain
[Chorus]
The body and its parts are a river
The soul is a dream and mist
Life is warfare
And a journey far from home
After fame is oblivion
The body and its parts are a river
The soul is a dream and mist
Life is warfare
And a journey far from home
After fame is oblivion
What can guide us?
Only philosophy
Which means keeping the demon in man
Free from violence and unharmed
Superior to pleasure and pain
Doing nothing without purpose
No hypocricy
Randomly or dishonestly
Not dependent on any man
Doing or not doing anything
Accept what’s happening
Accept what’s happening (faded)
And all thats allotted as coming from thence
And above all that it accept death
In a cheerful spirit
In a cheerful spirit
And as nothing but the dissolution of that from what it is made
If it doesn’t hurt the individual elements to change
Continually into each other, why are people afraid?
Of all of them changing
Separating
Its according to nature
And nothings evil that’s according to nature
Nothings evil that’s according to nature
[Chorus]
The body and its parts are a river
The soul is a dream and mist
Life is warfare
And a journey far from home
After fame is oblivion
The body and its parts are a river
The soul is a dream and mist
Life is warfare
And a journey far from home
After fame is oblivion
What is divine deserves our respect because it is good
What is human deserves our affection because it is like us
What is divine deserves our respect because it is good
What is human deserves our affection because it is like us
Yo
Nothing is more pathetic than people who run around in circles
Delving into the things that lie beneath
And conducting investigation
Into the souls of the people around them
When all you have to do
Is to pay attention to the power inside you
And worship it sincerely
Keep it from becoming muddied with turmoil
Becoming aimless and dissatisfied with nature
Just worship it sincerely
Keep it from becoming muddied with turmoil
Becoming aimless and dissatisfied with nature
(Divine and human)
[Chorus]
What is divine deserves our respect because it is good
What is human deserves our affection because it is like us
What is divine deserves our respect because it is good
What is human deserves our affection because it is like us
And our pity too
Sometimes
For its inability to tell good from bad as terrible
A blindness
As the kind that can’t tell white from black
Even if you’re going to live 3000 more years
Or ten times that, remember
You can’t lose another life than this one
You can’t live another than you’re losing
The longest amounts to the same as the shortest
The present is the same for everyone
Its loss is the same for everyone
And it should be clear
That a brief instant is all that is lost
Cause you can’t lose either past or the future
How could you lose what you don’t have?
Remember two things
One
Everything has always been the same
Everything has always been the same
Everything has always been the same
Everything has always been the same
Keeps recurring
Ey
Ey
Everything has always been the same
Everything has always been the same
Everything has always been the same
Everything has always been the same
Keeps recurring
[Chorus]
What is divine deserves our respect because it is good
What is human deserves our affection because it is like us
What is divine deserves our respect because it is good
What is human deserves our affection because it is like us
Everything has always been the same
Everything has always been the same
Everything has always been the same
Everything has always been the same
(Yo)
The longest-lived and those who will die soonest lose the same thing
The present is all they can give up
The present is all they can give up
Since that’s all you have
And what you do not have you cannot lose
Ay - Ay - Ay
That’s all you have
And what you do not have
You cannot lose
That’s all you have!
And what you do not have!
You cannot lose!
What is human deserves our affection because it is like us
What is divine deserves our respect because it is good
What is human deserves our affection because it is like us
Yo
Nothing is more pathetic than people who run around in circles
Delving into the things that lie beneath
And conducting investigation
Into the souls of the people around them
When all you have to do
Is to pay attention to the power inside you
And worship it sincerely
Keep it from becoming muddied with turmoil
Becoming aimless and dissatisfied with nature
Just worship it sincerely
Keep it from becoming muddied with turmoil
Becoming aimless and dissatisfied with nature
(Divine and human)
[Chorus]
What is divine deserves our respect because it is good
What is human deserves our affection because it is like us
What is divine deserves our respect because it is good
What is human deserves our affection because it is like us
And our pity too
Sometimes
For its inability to tell good from bad as terrible
A blindness
As the kind that can’t tell white from black
Even if you’re going to live 3000 more years
Or ten times that, remember
You can’t lose another life than this one
You can’t live another than you’re losing
The longest amounts to the same as the shortest
The present is the same for everyone
Its loss is the same for everyone
And it should be clear
That a brief instant is all that is lost
Cause you can’t lose either past or the future
How could you lose what you don’t have?
Remember two things
One
Everything has always been the same
Everything has always been the same
Everything has always been the same
Everything has always been the same
Keeps recurring
Ey
Ey
Everything has always been the same
Everything has always been the same
Everything has always been the same
Everything has always been the same
Keeps recurring
[Chorus]
What is divine deserves our respect because it is good
What is human deserves our affection because it is like us
What is divine deserves our respect because it is good
What is human deserves our affection because it is like us
Everything has always been the same
Everything has always been the same
Everything has always been the same
Everything has always been the same
(Yo)
The longest-lived and those who will die soonest lose the same thing
The present is all they can give up
The present is all they can give up
Since that’s all you have
And what you do not have you cannot lose
Ay - Ay - Ay
That’s all you have
And what you do not have
You cannot lose
That’s all you have!
And what you do not have!
You cannot lose!
[Chorus]
The speed with which all of them vanish
The objects in the world
And the memory of them in time
Of them in time
The speed with which all of them vanish
The objects in the world
And the memory of them in time
Of them in time
And the real nature of the things our senses experience
Especially those that entice us with pleasure
Or frighten us with pain
Or are loudly trumpeted by pride
To understand those things
How stupid
Contemptible
Grimy
Decaying
And dead they are
That’s what our
Intellectual
Powers are for
[Chorus]
The speed with which all of them vanish
The objects in the world
And the memory of them in time
Of them in time
The speed with which all of them vanish
The objects in the world
And the memory of them in time
Of them in time
Understand what those people really amount to
Whose opinions and voices constitute fame
And what dying is
And if you look at it
In the abstract
And break down your imaginary ideas of it by logical analysis, you realize that it’s nothing
But a process of natur
Which only children can be scared of
And not just a process of nature
But a necessary one
[Chorus]
The speed with which all of them vanish
The objects in the world
And the memory of them in time
Of them in time
The speed with which all of them vanish
The objects in the world
And the memory of them in time
Of them in time
(Instrumental Bridge)
How man
Grasps God
With what part of himself he does so
And how that part is conditioned when he does
How man
Grasps God
With what part of himself he does so
And how that part is conditioned when he does
How man
Grasps God
With what part of himself he does so
And how that part is conditioned when he does
How man
Grasps God
With what part of himself he does so
And how that part is conditioned when he does
The speed with which all of them vanish
The objects in the world
And the memory of them in time
Of them in time
The speed with which all of them vanish
The objects in the world
And the memory of them in time
Of them in time
And the real nature of the things our senses experience
Especially those that entice us with pleasure
Or frighten us with pain
Or are loudly trumpeted by pride
To understand those things
How stupid
Contemptible
Grimy
Decaying
And dead they are
That’s what our
Intellectual
Powers are for
[Chorus]
The speed with which all of them vanish
The objects in the world
And the memory of them in time
Of them in time
The speed with which all of them vanish
The objects in the world
And the memory of them in time
Of them in time
Understand what those people really amount to
Whose opinions and voices constitute fame
And what dying is
And if you look at it
In the abstract
And break down your imaginary ideas of it by logical analysis, you realize that it’s nothing
But a process of natur
Which only children can be scared of
And not just a process of nature
But a necessary one
[Chorus]
The speed with which all of them vanish
The objects in the world
And the memory of them in time
Of them in time
The speed with which all of them vanish
The objects in the world
And the memory of them in time
Of them in time
(Instrumental Bridge)
How man
Grasps God
With what part of himself he does so
And how that part is conditioned when he does
How man
Grasps God
With what part of himself he does so
And how that part is conditioned when he does
How man
Grasps God
With what part of himself he does so
And how that part is conditioned when he does
How man
Grasps God
With what part of himself he does so
And how that part is conditioned when he does