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Oh, how is it that I could come out to here,
And be still floatin',
And never hit bottom but keep fallin' through,
Just relaxed and paying attention?
All my two-dimensional boundaries are gone,
I have lost to them badly,
I saw that through, crumbling,
I thought it was dead,
But I found my senses still working.
And as I continued to drop through the hole,
I found all surrounding,
To show me that joy innocently is,
Just be quiet and feel it around you.
Fifth Dimension - The Byrds