For centuries upon this earthly plain,
I bounced in and out creating Karma Rain,
Sometimes it didn't last long.
Just a fast moving train.
I came back to feel like to the core.
Down to the depths of hell's door.
Where pay backs were nothing but grief and pain.
After many lives of wealth, war and poverty,
At long last, I found the key to you and me.
I've walked the cities streets.
I've sailed the oceans deep.
I've walked upon the deserts floor
I've climbed many a mountain peak
I know what it is like to die alone
I know what it is like to steal
I know what it is like to be both rich and poor.
Where food is a bug upon the floor
Free at last from Karma Rain, I'm returning home
To the Master's Door.