Razor Parrot Who Clings to the Vine, Telling Us, How Far We Need to Run for Blessings in the Sun!

Sacred Song Blessings for Razor Parrot Who Clings to the Vine, telling us, how far we need to run!

There in my homeland, where the sky is blue, my heart grows fonder of this view.  I have to say, it's the green grass home, where all the suns, come running home.  I hold my head up for all to sea, but they don't really look at me. I await the days, when they know my name, "I'm the Green Grass home and I'm here to stay". 

Take my hand and follow me, where my heart will heal you into divinity.  There we shall wander upon the shores.  There my heart will follow yours.  Jump up and down, find liberty, the heart of a child, will glow and glee.  There my sins will be washed away, because I forgave all my foes yesterday.

I am going to where the Green Grass grows, where the blossoms grow and know.  Come won't you join me and have some fun, because we are already on the run.  Come and sit with me by the fire, tell me stories, that keep us wild (alive).  I know it's going to be a great big ride, over the rolling hills we do hide. Sow set sails with me, and roll away, over the horizon and glow away.  We shall set sail to know where Kingdoms lie, the place we call Paradise. 

Ho ho ho (this is the sound, that follows the low and longest wave, the Red Road, the law of love), we are on the nose (bow of the ship), the leading and breeding the place that grows.  Ho ho ho, we do know, the heart of the sailor who grows and flows.  There we are going for a great big ride, sailing seas, for the hello goodbye, but we will be back to have some real good fun, the heart always lingers and wants to run.  Ho ho ho, there we go, my heart says pitter patter (reigns and cleanses), the rainbow glows (sails).  I know you are the place I want to bee, because my love is going to be the ever glee.

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 Sacred Song Blessings, gift all a good song, because you are perfect in all that does song. Our hearts reach into heaven, and we flood, with a sound, the music of Angels, that gift us pure sound. I want you to know, that you are part of God, the echo, that lingers till light hits the "Dawn". And we are the magic, that children who know, the heart always has pureness, like the blessed snow!