... , small, climbing, crawlingTowards the lightAnd it's all I see andI'm tired and I'm rightAnd I'm wrongAnd it's beautiful That day that dayWhat a messWhat a marvelWe're all the sameAnd no one thinks soAnd it's okayAnd I'm smallAnd I'm divineAnd it's beautifulAnd it's comingBut it's already hereAnd it's absolutely perfect That day, that dayWhen ...

The hidden bookThe closed roomThey are all the sameAnd yet, they are not The BuddhaThe DharmaA way of lifeA way of death The Dharma, a pile of booksThe Dharma, singing in the bathroomThe Dharma, a load of dungWhere is the Buddha? Makers of our own destiny we areYet, are notDo you see what I see?