Mommy (Great Spirit Mother) dearest come hold my heart, come be inside me and forever let us not part, Mommy dearest come hold my hand, and we shall travel throughout the land, come be with me Mother, th e Great Spirit leads, help her be loyal to all the leaves. and when our Mother comes to hold our hearts we shall be unified and never part.
There inside of magic fills the air, there inside the will of all my tears and Mommy dearest come hold my hand, and you will comfort me throughout the land. Where do you go now, if not to bleed. Where do you go now, forever in the leaves. Come and take me, my heart to stand, and I will comfort you in the promise land.
Mommy dearest come be with me, my Great Spirit Mother who loves my company. Hold me closer inside of you, the place of magic where there is a view. Please be with me when we walk this way. Please offer me the comforting way. Mommy dearest come hold my hand, come be with me in the promise land
There is one thing I don't want you to be underhand, for there is wisdom in the promise land. Don't think those tears that shed the way, will be for nothing but here to stay and I will comfort you and I will sing, for all my relatives who come to spring. Oh Mommy dearest come hold my hand, and she will be like the comfort of the land.
Where do you go now, when I am sore, where do you go now, when I adore. And you gifted me a Mother (Wonder of the World, Constant Looking Glass) who holds my hand and I am lucky to be in the land. Hold me closer to your perfect view, hold me towards you so I can view. And inside of your darkness let me hold your hand, for Mommy dearest we are going to the PROMISE LAND (tears overflowing).
Sung by White Buffalo Calf Woman,
your Twin Deer Mother who longs to be in the promise land!
Heart Song for Blue Child, Kindred Spirit,
the daughter of Constant Looking Glass, Indigo Warrior
White Buffalo Calf Woman sings from the heart of Buffalo Sister Jane Fonda
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*White Buffalo Calf Woman sings from the heart of Buffalo Sister Jane Fonda*
*Take hold my heart is overfilled. Take hold because I got to be bold. If
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