I stand here upon a hill (wave of time), to look upon the world to find a wave (rainbow's child) to fulfill. I know I must ride the sky for a day, to lean on loving waves (rainbow children demand). I wish upon a star that is bright sow far away. I wish it come to earth to show us the new waves (brotherhood on it's waves, rainbow colors that will save the daze). And if the daze come into my dream, then I will know just how to steam (blue road of heaven and red road of earth cross), where heaven and earth beam (together once again).
Waking up to the mankind (brotherhood). Waking up to a dream. Waking up to the man (who is) kind, brotherhood it's time to beam. In all we do is magic, if the kings (kingsmen, kinsmen, relatives of the rainbow) of this world would sea (envision to bee a great dream), we are brothers (flesh) sisters (souls) of majesty, the hands of God at the seams (bound together). Tell the future we have a place, to shine upon the rays of the sunlight's grace. And as I fall down on my knees, I beg forgiveness please. It's hear I sing my songs of praise. Oh heaven come inside my rays. I fill the world with loving bliss, if only they could except my kiss (heavenly virtues to receive).
Take stride and know good gentlemen, that women are here to judge and sing, the magical heart of yesterday, that led us hear all the waves (heaven reigns, feminine principle). And if we are the kingdom reign, the chosen child of heavenly says, then we are lifted up to the skies, to plunder (great abundance for all) the waves of wise (those who bow down with the rainbow). And then we rain our tears to seed, the trees of life which gift everything. And it's the hands of God who sow, the little children who gr `~,`~,`~,`~, ow. The little children who know (trust their hearts and sow love's kindness to the world).
White Buffalo Calf Woman Sings and Holiness David Running Eagle Shooting Star Drums for the Heart of Grace, our Mother of Smiles, who gifts her heart away, a blue child (she feels the winds from a s/mile). Her rainbow colors (buffalo robe or four sacred directions) are blue, magenta, golden and gray.
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!