To get this world that I live in
I take the brush, and I delve in
To get through layers of my skin
To heart that’s beating there within,
To fight the Fear, be exposed
like naked leaf, but not through words…
To grow, to feel, to sort all out -
I take the brush and I start out
It’ 's very simple - can’t you see
I turn off Head, Allow Soul in,
And good and bad Is all stirred in...
The Transcendental thus begins.
I find the brush to find myself
And that is why I do create.
Lyrics by Gaya Kairos, 2014