Under a Bamboo Moon

[Tim Vanhamel]:
Time moves slowly
Around the execs of a vortex mind
Swallowing the whole
And there's a ? to a toddler's eye

I'm here but can't find out abaddons about this place
Spiraling out the ultra-vacuum made of dreams
I am sliding down the jungle light
I'm retrying, hoping on the bad thing inside

I am learning
? by a tunnel of night
I'm not crying
Guess i'm running up inside

The winters are blowing
Electric lines through my veins
My skin's peeling off
Memories of yesterday's pain

Under a bamboo moon
My body flows
On a river of joy

Under a bamboo moon
? it belongs to the
To this toy

[Alan Watts voice fragment:]

We live and touch

Because all the secrets are out in the open

And found capable
And anybody can run up
And that's tjust the situation
We have to face
And that's just the situation
We have to handle

It is too late to stop it
'cause that would be in today's say:
Locking the door after the porch

[Tim Vanhamel:]

The earth is dying slowly
By the harmful man

Electric designers
Driving by short attention span
The sea of the profound waves
Like fire snake
Across the horizon
Calling burning at the stake

I'm sleeping
Under a bamboo moon
I'm sliding
Under a bamboo
We're not living
Under a bamboo
We're just dying
Under a bamboo moon
Why are we failing
Under a bamboo
Keep on trying
Under a bamboo moon
Only loving
Under a bamboo