The ancient World still lives
What is pop culture?
I think I know
But I’m not sure
We’re all city folk
I have no idea
I don’t follow that shit
I live from the basics
Under the same Sun as my ancestors
Looking up with new-born flowers
I feel like I’ve done this before
Season after season,
We all walk the same ground on Earth
What does it take to fit in here?
Don’t worry
You were born an original
Do you want to die a copy?
Be different
Have heart and Spirit
Embrace every part of you
Let your soul flow so freely that it becomes beautiful
Who are we today?
Don’t worry about that
The new World is actually quite wonderful
Our souls embrace those who are ancient
As we get back to the basics of love and happiness
We also blur the line of our pop culture

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