(talking) Imagine painting the world with color. Imagine singing out praise to this world. Don't you think it would come back to you as observed. This is the conclusion, that it's a reunion of what we need to reorganize in our thought waves. We are like (paint) guns with a trigger, which needs to blow out the right way. Sow I send to you in color all the majestic breeze (bullets of color). I send to you in color, the wonder of every k/nee/d. I know there is a conclusion, but it's not the magic wave. And if you think it's a bounty, then you know it's coming back your way. Just because you did not wait, does not mean it will not show. The great big wave you sent out, will come back to haunt your daze (laughter).
I send to you in color, I paint the world in gray (Grandmother Dream Space, we honor you). And brilliant is my heartache, because I have to say (singing begins). I love you, oh I do. I love you, oh it's true. I love you in all your waves (many colors). I love you, just one more wave (one more color wave of you hitting upon me). Think about tomorrow, the sun does shine anew. Think about tomorrow, the children will imbue (many splendid colors). Come to know the sorrow, the place where rivers flow. There a tear knows morrows, joy can fill those wheres. I send to you in color, the majestic sky above. Don't you sea a sunset, falling out of where (heavenly filled). It's a reflection we die for, to live a great big dream. We are forever to die there, inside the great living seams. We weave many colors, together in one place and time. I send to you in color, the bullet (the right color loading my bullet) that will chime. I send the laughter and wisdom of many lights upon this world. We sing to know the glory of God in all the wares/wheres (the many gifts of life).
I send to you in a heart beat, the colors of this world. Red yellow blue and green, the pillars that fair. Then we wake to find out, the many colors out there, the mixing and the matching, the many splendid appear (lots more colors). And in all those bullets of love and rage did go, flowing in a heartache, now wants to explode. Heaven fill me with wisdom, gift my colors away (give-a-way). I am buffalo (four directions of rainbow colors) flying over the whole world I praise. Imagine painting the heavens, each a raging winds that blow, but you a star light, a beam that I know. And in all your majestic colors, I fly in the winds, to meet the speed of a bullet, to fly to where you beam. Send your mighty colors out into the world. Tell your children about tears filled, and gift the joy fulfilled (exchange the tears from pain to joy). And when you are sending colors out into this world, then you are knowing and growing, a flower appears. Then the work becomes the fruit bear, the place who shined again. I know I can share now, because it lives in the wind.
Painting many colors. I send my love to you. I know that each color will come back in many hues. And when I bounce off you, many more will bloom. I know that each color, has a journey to ensue. Blow in the sky, deep and wide. Spend your love in the eternal wise. Sharing many colors, my flowing heart does side (with you).
(talking) I am loading my gun (painting a dream), with many splendid colors (bullets), watch out, here I come. The game is on....(ha ha)
Holiness David Running Eagle Shooting Star Drums and White Buffalo Calf Woman Sings, Elders of the Rainbow Clan, Alightfromwithin.Org, Rainbow Warriors of Prophecy
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!