Heart Sutra

I'm gonna sing a heart sutra To rid myself of all my lovers And I'm gonna walk out of here All open and clear I'm not gonna keep on coming back Over and over I know there is more to discover If I keep moving through these lives on my own But I'm not gonna be one of those old sad looking ghosts I won't on keep on coming back again I'm gonna be a tangerine in the summer breeze The brightest looking leaf on the orange grove A bird on a lemon tree A beat on the wind, that's me I won't keep on coming back again No, no I'm gonna sing a heart sutra To rid myself of all my past lovers And I'm gonna get out of here I'll swing my hat on the rack I'll say "Adios" to all that All that I'm gonna be a tangerine in the summer breeze The brightest looking leaf on the orange grove A bird on a lemon tree A beat on the wind, that's me I won't keep on coming back again And again, and again, and again...