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From the west it flows To the east I'm listening From the south it came And to the north it goes, north it goes, north it goes From the bottom I feel it all and It is heavy but permeable Subtle energy, subtle energies, subtle From the bottom I see it all and It is heavy but permeable Subtle energy, subtle energies, subtle A vision! It comes to me It calls to me From the bottom I feel it all and It is heavy but permeable Subtle energy, subtle energies, subtle energy I’ve got one hand out holding onto my past I’ve got two feet pumping, revving up on the gas I’ve got one hand out holding onto my past I’ve got two feet pumping, revving up on the gas I’ve got three on me I can’t keep running away, I can’t keep running away You can’t contain me here, you can’t contain me here Gone under, gone under I’ve got three on me