Prison by Scott Latham
Prison is where love is living
And the only way to let it out is to know that it’s in
Prison is surely where you’re living
If you’ve never known that you’ve been in
Prison, so many types of prison
Everyone’s got their favorite type that they’ve chosen to live in
And if prison is where you’re living now
The first step in getting out is to know one is in
Before love is found one’s ups are more like one’s downs
Before love is found one’s ups are more like the world’s downs
Every day that the mind carries weight
The walls get higher as we feed the fire below our stake
So say no way, and then see the self float away
All that’s left is pure love, and nothing could ever truly take its place
All the love that is found gets brought up when the world gets pulled down
All the love that is found gets pulled up when the world brings it down
Bobinsana, Ayahuasca, Ayahuma, Capirona, Sequoia
All these things are our own imaginings
Manifestations of relative relations in the Self
The prison gate is the final purge of love and hate
Surrender to Fate, it’s never too late to accept truth
When this love is finally found one sees there’s only up and no such thing as down
When this love is finally found one becomes the world and Love beyond all bounds
Namah Shivaya, hare Krishna hare Rama, hare Vishnu, hare Brahma
Prison’s where you’re living if you still don’t know there’s no real prison to be in
Prison’s our decision now, in the mind is where we’re living now
Now do you want to be locked in?