Come with me, this day, to show the world another wave (rainbow colors can save, brotherhood rules the air waves). And we could dance and sing all this day. And fill my heart, with love it's a perfect arc, if only you would know just how to bow (show humility). Feed your soul, bow down and know the growth, the filling of heavenly upon your toes/tows. And when we seek, we find there is relief, inside of heavenly that shines like stars with worth. Greatness divine, help me shine. We are leading the world the right way (with a heart). But as those fall (down and out), looking for all else to call (asking for God), not learning to stand up to say, "God is here, not far but near" (relatives without fear, full of love that does shove the seed into the ground to grow up and abound). God upon the stool (rise up and seek) and shouting out to the world (don't be meek, instead go out and seek). God is near, my voice is clear, because true love holds no fear.
Just make a wish. Whoosh, there the star flows in the dreams told. Whoosh, there is sound full of gold. Whoosh, that's the streaming of love in our hearts, come be faithful grab the dart (those who aim for our hearts). If you don't know your waves (rainbow colors that could save), just bow down and pray, because love will fill each and every toe/tow (where we walk and praise). And when we are fused (angry with the world), just light it up to confuse (on the red road again), because that's not the way to expose (or know of real love in your heart on the blue road). Love is real and we show (the songs that hold true, to the heart of me and you, brotherhood knews).
Thank you God, my voice is calling out loud. I am feeling the world come apart (exploding from within). Now how do we love, those who shatter and start, to begin to lead our woes (blind leading the blind)? Thank you God, for sharing my heart, I know we are going to the place we adore (the next rolling hill with heaven on earth), but all these days, it's such a dreaming phase, how will we begin to know each beloved heart? Come my children, walk upon your sounds (talk the talk, do not shock), glory to God abounds. And when we got started, how will be be parted, for heavenly will know her crown (all together once again). For heaven will know her crown. For heaven will know .... ....... .... ..... ..... .... ...... ..... ..... .... we all wear crowns (kines, kingsmen, kinsmen), brotherhood abound.
White Buffalo Calf Woman Sings and Holiness David Drums for the Heart of Golden Cosmic Father Grace, the golden child who brings brotherhood to the flowing dream-scape. You can visit her blog at goldengrace.blogspot.com