Oh, the bodies in the heavens never touch or even speak,
But there is communication that is well within our reach,
There is a sacred rhythm that has echoed for all time,
And it calls from deep within us and has given us a sign.
The rhythm of life,
The rhythm of life,
The rhythm of life,
The rhythm of life.
Oh, it holds all things in balance as we try and tip the scales,
We can’t leave it up to chance or we will surely fail,
In the rhythm there’s solutions for the damage we have done,
And it waits in expectation when we will be as one.
The rhythm of life,
The rhythm of life,
The rhythm of life,
The rhythm of life.
The rhythm calls you, calls to me,
The rhythm of life will set us free,
The rhythm of life knows your name,
Heed this call, you will never be the same.
Oh, it calls us by name, with reason and with rhyme,
We’ve only ourselves to blame if we miss this dance of a lifetime.
The rhythm of life, (oh, the rhythm of life)
The rhythm of life, (oh, the rhythm of life)
Rhythm of life. (ooh, the rhythm of life)
The rhythm of life,
The rhythm of life. (rhythm, rhythm, rhythm, rhythm, rhythm)
The rhythm of life,
The rhythm of life,
The rhythm of life,
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