Everything gets done,

nothing gets done.

Everything is tidy,

everything is a mess.

Come, let us feel sad together

and laugh,

Come, let us feel happy together

and cry,

Come, let us strip down to bare essentials

and dance in the sunlight,

Come, let us adorn ourselves with jewels

and prance in the moonlight.

What is this season of crazy wildness?

Why, it's life on planet earth,

in these bodies,

with these minds,

with these hearts--

oh, the soul, the soul beckons,

come, come, let us live with boundless joy.