O Dharma

If you listen and don't shout you can hear the way she feels

If you squint you can make out the sliding little pills

And if you mothafuckers don't like it you can all get out

And the gods still go sideways

Or at least it seems like that these days

And if you mothafuckers don't like it you can all get out

Oh dharma, they charmed her, never fall

God, to the pure is cruelest of all

Oh dharma, she'll never fall

She should believe in karma

And maybe that's not all

When you know you're like that

And you just can't help yourself

When your feet walk back

And crush the flowers in the earth

When your love turns black

And everything looks grey

When your life goes back

And you've got nothing left to say