I have to let go of everything I’ve ever been,
Because to grasp that thing you were in the past
That IS ego,
And I have seen ego as being the pestilence,
The paradox of present absence,
An impossible, furtive seed
I have to let go of everything I’ve ever been,
Because to grasp that thing you were in the past
That IS ego,
And I have seen ego as being the pestilence,
The paradox of present absence,
An impossible, furtive seed