She came up to me

Dressed in rags of orange drapery

She said I was going to die

But I could learn to fly

There is a sky

Beyond the mind

Beyond all time

Behind the eye

White marble Ganesh

Drinking milk on my tv

Simple miracle on channel 9

If you wanna see

Then she said to me:

Hare Rama, Rama Krishna

Hare Rama Krishna, Krishna

Hare Rama

Rama, Hare Rama Hare Krishna

Hare Rama Krishna, Krishna

Hare Rama Krishna, Krishna

Hare Rama Krishna Hare Rama Krishna

Hare Krishna

Hare, Hare

The night before I was so drunk

Fell asleep on this city park bench

I woke up to the sounds of these

White teenagers beating up on Moroccan kids

They were throwing bottles and stones

They were trashing their backs

She came up to me and she said

That I don't have to believe in this life

There is a sky beyond the mind

Beyond all time

Behind the eye

White marble Ganesh

Drinking milk on my tv

Simple miracle on channel 9

If you wanna see

Then she said to me:

Hare Rama, Rama Krishna

Hare Rama Krishna, Krishna

Hare Rama Krishna

Hare Rama Hare Krishna

Hare Rama, Rama Krishna

Hare Rama Krishna, Krishna

Hare Rama, Rama Hare Rama Hare Krishna

Hare Krishna

Hare Krishna

Hare Rama, Rama Krishna

Hare Rama Krishna, Krishna

Hare Rama, Rama Hare Rama Hare Krishna

Hare Krishna . . .