(I heard this song in a dream,
sung by a gospel choir,
to a slow 4/4 pulse with shakers and rattles
with konkelo bells
Kuku drum pattern a la Moussa Camara, TTB*B*B*TT**S*
and wah-wah guitar)
I’m a scribe
who takes no bribe
who will be forgotten
as change is the name of the game
and all I can tell you is this:
many worlds have existed
they vanished into oblivion
they have disappeared
everything will disappear
only NOW is always HERE
so there is nothing to fear
you are not alone
you are all one
com’on, com’on
just pass it on, pass it on