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[Omboy}
Illusions of the mind
Social constructs obstruct
Reception to the Divine
Trapped in the confines of a cubical
We cannot align With the
creative force that can stop
The time Frequency of money
where there's always war
Till we're struck with awe
By what came before
And What shall come after
We gotta get out

[Dream Circle]
We Gotta get out
We Gotta get out
We gotta get outside
If we wish to receive what we’re meant to find

We Gotta get out
We Gotta get out
We gotta get outside
If we wish to receive what we’re meant to find

Freedom is in the forest
In the foxes in the flowers
In the mushrooms in the soil
In the sun in the soft sand
Between my toes
In the metaphysical
the magical, The unknown

We Gotta get out
We Gotta get out
We gotta get outside
If we wish to receive what we’re meant to find
We Gotta get out
We Gotta get out
We gotta get outside
The great spirit is calling me

[Omboy}
And yet people still got cancer
Those who seek truth
Don't look to the suits
the Chancellor
Ain't really tryna enhance
Updated technology
But we have yet to advance
Are you getting me
We could be on another level
Telepathy
But only once we lose the weaponry
They got us playin these games
For so long

It's no wonder that we lost our memory
Start to connect & recollect
Then they on us like referee
Me, I'm taking every chance
To elevate
Up outta the trance
Transmuting the strife
the Students shootin now
Questions be like
Who do you like for president ?
Clearly we forgot bout the elements
Elephants up in the room
How could we ever sense
The magnificence shall be
And what shall come after we gotta get out

[Dream Circle]
Energy is in the air
In the water in the fire
In the earth, its infinite
It’s everywhere its
in the soft sand
Between my toes
In the metaphysical
the magical, The unknown

[Omboy}
Illusions of the mind
Social constructs obstruct
Reception to the Divine
Trapped in the confines of a cubical
We cannot align With the
creative force that can stop
The time Frequency of money
where there's always war
Till we're struck with awe
By what came before
And What shall come after
We gotta get out

Simple things
Can do so much for you

It’s all about the simple things
The great spirit is calling me


Produced by Dream Circle
Lyrics written by Omboy Rome and Katy Mejia
Additional guitar, mixing and mastering by Stone Studio