OVADYA: Music

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(This started out as a sort of dialogue with myself and G-d---applies to any relationships of meaning...)

...

I never wanted to have any kind [of] illusion
As to what it is... that I am
Still and all I wondered about the strange collusion
Of things that just may stem
From happenstance, or simply chance,
The dance of fate... or you

I never wanted to put you in a box,
Sterile as a tidy room,
Throw away the keys after locking all the locks,
Seal up your spirit in a mind like a tomb,
Seal up your spirit in a mind like a tomb
Seal up your spirit in a mind... like a tomb


[CHORUS]
Oasis, water in the burning sand... Oasis, water in the burning sand...
Erases... thirst (as first) you drink from hand of peace


I always wanted, starting from the soul
To give to you from my whole being
Counting out the cost as things may take their toll
Price to pay, the blind man’s seen
The blind man’s seen, in some small way
A ray of light... or two

I always wanted, in spite of what I am
To love you in my own way
In spite of all the baggage and the things which may condemn,
Let your spirit of freedom rule the day
Let your spirit of freedom rule the day
Let your spirit of revolution... rule the day


[CHORUS]
Oasis, water in the burning sand... Oasis, water in the burning sand...
Erases... thirst (as first) you drink from hand of peace