The Art of the Mind
I'm wild just like a rock, a stone, a tree

And I'm free, just like the wind the breeze that blows

And I flow, just like a brook, a stream, the rain

And I fly, just like a bird up in the sky

And I'll surely die, just like a flower plucked

And dragged away and thrown away

And then 1 day it turns to clay

It blows away, it finds a ray, it finds its way

And there it lays until the rain and sun

Then I breathe, just like the wind the breeze that blows

And I grow, just like a baby breastfeeding

And it's beautiful, that's life and that's life

And that's life and that's life

Eryka Badu;Humble Mumble - OutKast ft. Eryka Badu

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