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I've got a feeling in my bones
That I’ll see you at the stones
And after all we’ll get to say
That we spent one sunny day
Of our precious precious time
With the other-worldly wise
Stood on sacred dirt
On holiday on Earth

I've got a feeling in my bones
That I’ll see you at the stones
And we’ll join up all the lines
That ley between our busy lives
And hold the magic in this land
And cup that spirit in our hands
To know the real reason why
We pump our fists up to the sky
Holding sacred dirt
On holiday on Earth

I've got a feeling in my bones
That I’ll see you at the stones
We'll feel other souls arising
Inside out and up above
Beyond our mind’s eye’s horizon Sending back a little love
By the metaphysic postman
The genetic messenger
In a letter from forever
To the sacred sacred dirt
On holiday on Earth

I've got a feeling in my bones
That I’ll see you at the stones
And we'll stride a wider circle
And ride this life just like a cycle
There will be no pain, nor hurt
‘cause after death there comes a birth
And it’s not about the destination
But the sweat inside your shirt

And we’re all coming from
And we’re all going to..
The sacred sacred dirt
The sacred sacred dirt
We are sacred sacred dirt
We’re all sacred sacred dirt
And we’re on holiday on Earth