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...