Return, my dear brothers, return and turn again. Won’t you turn your hearts back,Before there’s a who and a when.We all want peace, but peace is where it begins, I bid you turn, return and turn again. Return, my dear sisters, return and turn again. Won’t you turn your hearts back,Before there’s a who and a when.We all want peace, but peace is where we begin, I bid you turn, return and turn again. Return, friends and neighbors, return and turn again. Won’t you turn your hearts back,Before there’s an us and a them.We all want peace, but peace is where you begin, I bid you turn, return and turn…

Craving is the builder of this house; Craving is the builder of this house. Through many a rebirth, In Samsara wandering,I sought but did not find, The builder of this house. How painful! How sorrowful!To be born again and again. Craving is the builder of this house; Craving is the builder of this house. O House-builder! I see you at last; You will build no house anymore. Your ridgepole shatters,Your rafters all fall down, My mind realizes the unborn,And craving comes, craving comes, Craving comes to an end. Craving is the builder of this house; Craving is the builder of this house. © Rev. Heng Sure 2005 All Rights Reserved Music:…