Sting: This Ain’t No Time For Doubting Your Power

I’ve always adored this song (and particularly this remix). I’m hoping by listening to it today, on a day when I feel particularly meek, that I’ll be inspired to take life and run with it. Hey, I might even do some art.

Sting:

There’s no religion but sex and music
There’s no religion but sound and dancing
There’s no religion but line and color
There’s no religion but sacred trance

There’s no religion but the endless ocean
There’s no religion but the moon and stars
There’s no religion but time and motion
There’s no religion, just tribal scars

Throw a pebble in and watch the ocean
See the ripples vanish in the distance
It’s just the same with all the emotions
It’s just the same in every instance

There’s no religion but the joys of rhythm
There’s no religion but the rites of Spring
There’s no religion in the path of hate
No prayer but the one I sing

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