He grew up righteous and he grew up swift,he grew up 
quickly in the Brahmin's midst
He trained his body and he honed his mind,
Accepted love and returned in kind.
Laying on the dirt with eyes on the sky,
His mind would drift and wonder why.
He had heard the teachings, understood them all
But when he looked around, he just felt small.
Set out one day with his trusty friend,
A bright young lad named Gavidan.
Shaved his head and sold his clothes,
Slept on rocks and cleansed his soul
He walked through fire, ate barely enough
And helped his friend through the diamond rough.
One would stay and one would go,
Continuing on he had to know
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Siddhartha...
Siddhartha...
...I believe
His mind knew already the consequence of sin,
But his body knew nothing of where to begin.
He bought and he sold, he gambled and he rolled
He loved and he lost and ended up cold
He realized what had to be done,
And left for the river banks in the midday sun.
He tossed himself in and fought for his life,
And gave it away with all of its strife.
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Heat no sweat and cold no shiver,
I learned how to listen down by the river.
Aimed for Atman with a soulful quiver
I learned how to listen down by the river.
Been sitting here since the moon went down,
I'll be sitting here when the night come round.
Spent all my life trying to be free,
Then I just sat down and it came to me.