Oh, sweet Shasta, you satisfy my soul
This Holy Volcano, with it's peace and it's charms, yeah
Well, oh dear Shasta; for teaching me in song
Many people have walked this path, but few have seen the stones
That teach us what to do, when were passing close to the throne
What's the ultimate purpose of my power and my prayer
Singin' what's the ultimate purpose of my power and my prayer
Trapped in a tune, this song sets me to sail
A wind to carry these note and scales
Thank you for only judgin' me by my character and my choices
Not my sun kissed skin or the places I've grown
I cannot regret what I cannot even see
The places we've met; deep inside of me
And what tries to infect with fear as it's tool
Is nothing more then a whisper of shadows and Puppets
The Truth is the Victim, of the Lie if believed
And the power that you grant them is the payoff they receive
And you carry around a lot of ways of how you think it should be
And on the other side of that are those infinite possibilities
