Moon Under Clouds

(Circa 1972; my first original song. Be kind--I was 14...)

I've been thinking a lot about it

And I've come to the conclusion

That love or hate or happiness

Is nothing but illusion

It's a temporary state of mind

Notes a change from dark to light

That discriminates existence

That makes things black or white

Chorus:

So take a little time

To find your real mind

In its true state

It's not too late

(Sitar solo)

The clouds are not the Moon

Although the Moon is cloaked

And as the clouds are cleared away

Your true mind can be invoked

(Chorus)

(Repeat first verse and end on a sustained note)