​'Spacious Mind' (You're Not A Bunch Of Sub-Personalities)
Composition and vocal by Patrick Howe

Lyrics to Spacious Mind 
Are you feelin’ fragmented?
You got people livin in your head?
Its a crowded room
And they’re sharing all your meds

Your inner critic’s scolding
Your inner child
There’s the one who’s religions
And the one who’s wild

Your inner alley cat is sitting
On your inner doormat

There’s the one who always feels hurt
And he one who’s sad and lonely
The one who’s authentic
And the one whose a phony

There’s a lady hiding in the corner
And a man boasting in the middle of the room   
There’s one wearing a lamp shade
another’s full of gloom

You’re not a bunch of
sub-personalities
A clash of mental casualties?
They’re an optical illusion
Leading you to the wrong conclusion
 
And if you don’t kick em out
They’re gonna stay all day
Lying on your inner couch
filling ashtrays

There’s the abusive father
And the submissive mother
the lost daughter
And the silent brother

There’s your inner priest
and inner nun
And you inner demons
sparing no one

There’s your inner intellectual
And your inner clown
And the one who gives you compliments
then puts you down

Kick ‘em all out of your mind
Open your inner windows
and your inner blinds
Live in a sunlit room
And a spacious mind
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© Patrick Howe
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There is the theory that the collection of voices in our head is who we are. However, the awakened perspective is that our true identity is found only when the mind is still and no voices are to be heard. Then there is only a profound sense of clarity and inner peace.