[00:00.00] | The World Inside |
[00:04.00] | Music: Jens Lueck |
[00:08.00] | Lyrics: Isgaard / Jens Lueck |
[00:12.00] | |
[00:17.70] | Blooms and sand, start and end |
[00:26.20] | – all flashing by. |
[00:33.36] | Endless ways to walk |
[00:38.63] | leading me to different places, |
[00:42.52] | different faces, well-known at last. |
[00:48.30] | |
[00:49.22] | Words turn to silence. |
[00:56.51] | Worlds turn to dust. |
[01:03.23] | |
[01:04.37] | I can see |
[01:10.93] | the world is inside of me. |
[01:19.75] | Soil to sea |
[01:26.38] | – the world is changing with me. |
[01:34.77] | |
[02:06.44] | Born to choose, from a thousand |
[02:15.01] | views, to find out, what is mine. |
[02:21.61] | Seasons come and go, |
[02:25.07] | I'm feeling like a lonesome pilgrim |
[02:30.93] | within millions of soul mates. |
[02:36.95] | |
[02:37.63] | I will close my eyes now. |
[02:44.92] | I fall asleep. |
[02:51.24] | |
[02:52.73] | I can see |
[02:59.31] | the world is inside of me. |
[03:08.03] | Soil to sea |
[03:14.63] | – the world is changing with me. |
[03:24.20] | |
[03:55.10] | None is free |
[04:01.82] | but the world inside me. |
[04:10.58] | I can see. |
[04:21.00] | |
[04:25.43] | What you have inside is your refuge. But your inner world is in a never ending interaction with the outside world and so it contains everything (past, present and future). |
[00:00.00] | The World Inside |
[00:04.00] | Music: Jens Lueck |
[00:08.00] | Lyrics: Isgaard Jens Lueck |
[00:12.00] | |
[00:17.70] | Blooms and sand, start and end |
[00:26.20] | all flashing by. |
[00:33.36] | Endless ways to walk |
[00:38.63] | leading me to different places, |
[00:42.52] | different faces, wellknown at last. |
[00:48.30] | |
[00:49.22] | Words turn to silence. |
[00:56.51] | Worlds turn to dust. |
[01:03.23] | |
[01:04.37] | I can see |
[01:10.93] | the world is inside of me. |
[01:19.75] | Soil to sea |
[01:26.38] | the world is changing with me. |
[01:34.77] | |
[02:06.44] | Born to choose, from a thousand |
[02:15.01] | views, to find out, what is mine. |
[02:21.61] | Seasons come and go, |
[02:25.07] | I' m feeling like a lonesome pilgrim |
[02:30.93] | within millions of soul mates. |
[02:36.95] | |
[02:37.63] | I will close my eyes now. |
[02:44.92] | I fall asleep. |
[02:51.24] | |
[02:52.73] | I can see |
[02:59.31] | the world is inside of me. |
[03:08.03] | Soil to sea |
[03:14.63] | the world is changing with me. |
[03:24.20] | |
[03:55.10] | None is free |
[04:01.82] | but the world inside me. |
[04:10.58] | I can see. |
[04:21.00] | |
[04:25.43] | What you have inside is your refuge. But your inner world is in a never ending interaction with the outside world and so it contains everything past, present and future. |
[00:00.00] | The World Inside |
[00:04.00] | Music: Jens Lueck |
[00:08.00] | Lyrics: Isgaard Jens Lueck |
[00:12.00] | |
[00:17.70] | Blooms and sand, start and end |
[00:26.20] | all flashing by. |
[00:33.36] | Endless ways to walk |
[00:38.63] | leading me to different places, |
[00:42.52] | different faces, wellknown at last. |
[00:48.30] | |
[00:49.22] | Words turn to silence. |
[00:56.51] | Worlds turn to dust. |
[01:03.23] | |
[01:04.37] | I can see |
[01:10.93] | the world is inside of me. |
[01:19.75] | Soil to sea |
[01:26.38] | the world is changing with me. |
[01:34.77] | |
[02:06.44] | Born to choose, from a thousand |
[02:15.01] | views, to find out, what is mine. |
[02:21.61] | Seasons come and go, |
[02:25.07] | I' m feeling like a lonesome pilgrim |
[02:30.93] | within millions of soul mates. |
[02:36.95] | |
[02:37.63] | I will close my eyes now. |
[02:44.92] | I fall asleep. |
[02:51.24] | |
[02:52.73] | I can see |
[02:59.31] | the world is inside of me. |
[03:08.03] | Soil to sea |
[03:14.63] | the world is changing with me. |
[03:24.20] | |
[03:55.10] | None is free |
[04:01.82] | but the world inside me. |
[04:10.58] | I can see. |
[04:21.00] | |
[04:25.43] | What you have inside is your refuge. But your inner world is in a never ending interaction with the outside world and so it contains everything past, present and future. |