Which way do I flow? Which way do I go? I know it's the way of loving today. But so many don't want to love what they do, they fuss and make it blue (sadness), when all they need to do. Is bless each and everyone, to be like the sun, the sky that gives us life, is where we bring our strife. And we could hear to be all that's clear to open rivers flowing to open in the wind. And we could be love, when we follow those above, to remember that heaven is here down below where all the tears do flow (fall like a water fall, the sound that makes us free).
My love is waiting for you, because I know the clues, I wait and watch for you, to be the ever clues. My heart waits and seas, the longing of me. And you could be near, when you trust all your fears. Walk into my heart and bellow the song true, for I will hold hands and make it all come true. And I will be the plenty when others turn away, because I love you, to be the sacred way.
Now we come to hold you, to offer you more than love, and sacred river flowing a dance from above, the sacred rainbow flowing, upon the rolling hills, that's where I come to hold you, to be the dance of still (reflection of the heart). Come hold my hand, come be the open stance, for we can climb rainbows and be, beloved trees. and I will be singing to you in the wind, and I will be open to dance here again.
Now whisper and dance and sing hallelujah, because the Great Spirits are coming to bellow the Song. The range of mountains that allow rivers to flow, have come to release the torrents for all down below. Those who learn about Sacredness and bless all who come in, will be the heart of many who believe in sacred trees. And I will hold them dearly to my heart when they bleed, for dancing is for miracles when they come home to sea.
Dance with me and we will be one great big happy family. And when we hear the songs from you, then I will be so happy to feel the blue (relatives). They my heart, will linger in the wind, for we have come home to dust off our feet again. But if we don't have miracles to believe in this day, then sacredness shall lead home this very way!
Sung by White Buffalo Calf Woman, your Twin Deer Mother
Drum by Holiness David Running Eagle Shooting Star
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