T P O T S (The Power of the Soul) © Pathway Music (England)
Here lies a mystery.
Some say there's no such thing.
I have no soul it seems.
So, what's behind all this denying?
You won't hear it – when your head is full of noise.
You won't feel it – when you're craving earthly things.
You won't find it – not until you rise
Above it all and realise
The next dimension you behold
Don't underestimate the power of the soul.
It's who you are, what makes you whole.
This is the truth that must be told.
This body's made of stuff.
These cells they come and go.
Meanwhile the real 'I am'
Is ever constant through the whole show.
You won't hear it – if you believe there's nothing there.
You won't feel it – if you're too stressed to even care.
You won't find it – not until you climb
Beyond this world of space and time
And through the silence reach the goal.
It's called discovering the power of the soul.
The facts before you will unfold
Despite the stories you've been sold.
You might hear it – when you open up again.
You might feel it – to the magic all around.
You might find it – maybe then you'll rise,
And let the scales fall from your eyes,
And what was dull will shine like gold.
This is to know the sacred science of the soul,
That which was known in days of old,
Before we lost we lost it and grew cold
This is the truth that must be told
'Bout who you are, what makes you whole.
Such is the power of the soul.