Esoterica Lyrics - Peter Koppes

Esoterica
With the wind the willow tre
Reminds me how I long to b
Every sound a myster
That calls us out upon our mystic tri
On our mystic tri
And when it comes to luck, you're on sid
Our wandering soul is where it hide
All around, the ground belo
We float on cries until we're clos
On our mystic tri
And when it comes to change, the drear shie
We travel through romancing skie
Beyond fields of caring no
Where circumstance will show us ho
Further than a hope can see into the worl
Of wish set fre
On our mystic tri
(On our mystic trip)