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