He ho, hee ho. Show nee upon the gold. Watcha, hick om nee pee. We are the tethers towards harmony. Hok kahhhhhhhhhhhh. Let me light this fire. Hok kahhhhhhhhhhhh. Let me feel awhile. Show nee oo, loock ha ha ho. Show nee oo, ho ho hay. Look at my sisters, all riled up in their hair (antennae to your soul and heart). Don't know to trust a brother, because they don't look their way (receive the pain, instead walk away). And I have to say, wither, the death of the unborn, because it's not sanctimony riding the horns (always barking with smarting with hate rather than offering lessons of love). Toe hee ohhhh. Toe ee ohhh. Come my brother, put on a show. Ride that cloud and shine another day, but first be faithful to what your woman says. Hee hoh. Hee hoh hay. Gift to others, no matter what they say. Understand with wisdom, all that they say (validate). Understand the river, has a great big display.
Kiss me twice, once on the heavenly realm. Kiss my twice, once on the earthly fill. And we are the faithful learning to ride the sky, because we are one family, opening our hearts wide. Ho ee ah. Hoh ee ah. Look at the brothers and say, "I am on my way". Tell the sisters, "She is a radiate wave". Tell my Mother, I bow down and I praise. Listen Father, I know you got much to dew, but the weather needs tending for a view. And it's witness, to the story in the lane, where the many circles bind up again (collision of heaven and earth.
Ho ee ah, my story sings in the winds. Moe low, haaa sowww. And I am willing, to take that final plunge, because my Mother is riding the sun. Ho ee ah, running free on those waves. And My Mother, she has so much to say. She is the Grandmother, who weaves time for us to sing. All together, one final spring. Jump for joy. Jump for joy. Dance around a circle, know we are the toys. We can be faithful if we look into the hearts of men. We are faithful to learn it all again. Ta hoh ee, the hoe................(abrupt then silence). Ta hoe eeee, my soul is longing to begin (throat singing). And my family, I got a place to gooooo. I'm on the red road, my soul will know ... (from the blue road within) Ho ee ah, listen the winds. Rolling rivers, hold all that sin (part of the great plan). But if we are faithful to the cries of the wolves (warriors and soldiers), then we know summer (a great light), will dance in our skins (rainbow colors). Hoe eh ah, the places in time. Running rivers, hold me there to chime (feel free). And my husband, you need me sow, because you are the faithful, learning to grow, down on the road, where I step, my heart does grow. And my lessons, will fill the sun high (grow), then I will bow down and give up my life (die, to be reborn, the humble path).
Give me children, who remember to pray. Give me children, who lean on a new wave. Show the rainbow, we are on our way, to take the tornado (cleansing of the rainbow waves) about to save. Hoe ee ah, I'm on my way. Over rolling rivers, to make it a safe place. And it's prophecy, looking us dead in the face. There are no chances, if you don't make your way. Think of tomorrow, the dust will fill the sky. Think of tomorrow, the heaven's won't lie. Think of the children, the animals plants and rocks. They are our creatures, and we need to take stock (heed all the warnings of prophecy these days).
White Buffalo Calf Woman Sings (Lakota, crystal child) and Holiness David Running Eagle Shooting Star Drums (Dakota, lavender child) for the Heart of Thunder Horn (Dakota, rainbow child), a Rainbow Man, who shines upon our lives, to say we are the children, the rainbow winds that ride.
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Crystal (flesh) Indigo (soul) Children (dream)
Learn Warrior Skills with the Peaceful Wisdom Prayer!
Learn Warrior Skills with the Peaceful Wisdom Prayer!
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!
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