Flutes of Chi

[Verse 1] Everything that you are, that you'd like to be Will come in three, my friend Times thine inequity, the flutes of the chi Will sound again, my friend [Verse 2] Wrap yourself up with gold, the fruits of the old Are ripe to be told, my friend For it's not what you are, how you've come to be All this will end and begin again [Instrumental Break] [Verse 1] Everything that you are, that you'd like to be Will come in three, my friend Times thine inequity, the flutes of the chi Will sound again, my friend