You were rolling up an Evergreen,
I was diving on a submarine,
Then we rushed from that boat,
I gave you my coat, then threw you in the limosine.
You were chasing that rush again,
Should be hiding in the book of zen,
So don’t give me that push,
Don’t give me that flush,
My mind is never coming in
Oh Mandalas, Oh Mandalas, Oh Mandalas,
My mind is never coming in.
Oh Mandalas, Oh Mandalas, Oh Mandalas,
I'll be running on the burning coal,
And spiralling the black hole,
I’m breathing it in, I’m breathing it in,
Coz somethings gotta make me whole.
I’m up down around again,
I tied up the other end,
Coz this is infinite love, it’s infinite love,
My mind is never coming in.
Oh Mandalas, Oh Mandalas, Oh Mandalas,
My mind is never coming in. x4