ˌɛkwəˈnɪmɪti

This is a rap, this is a blow
To awaken those in deep slumber
To figure out a way for the weary soul
The simple truth I see, suffering in you eyes


This is a mantra, this is a prayer
This is the sound of words in control
For every smack life delivers
There's a place to recover, a place of your own


ˌɛkwəˈnɪmɪti
If you're ill, if you're hurting
Let the pain be, stretch your mind
Toward this peaceful sanctuary
You can't move on if you don't feel
ˌɛkwəˈnɪmɪti


This is a rap, this is a blow
This is the sound of healing words
This is a mantra, this is a prayer
This is a peaceful sanctuary of your own


ˌɛkwəˈnɪmɪti
Useless to add one more burden on your shoulders
(A burden you mustn't tow)


ˌɛkwəˈnɪmɪti
Let the pain teach you, let the experience motion you
Toward your inner self
(Who is wise and strong)


You can't move on if you don't feel
ˌɛkwəˈnɪmɪti