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Time To Come Home, Holy Ghost Walk Binds
Feel this loom (weaving). I want to broom (clean myself up with prayers and holy smoke). Yet it is time to bloom (to know more in the spiritual development of me). No more time for the cleansing (for it should be habit at this time). It is time for the bending (walk our part). Pick that robe up (that holy prayer shawl) and walk your talk. Love is the waking of all that barks. Send it home love is the sacred loom. Calling us home. Each child around the world feeling the stars inside of us. It is time to bust.
Send our reaches into the journey ahead, the crags and turns of all that has been read. We walk this song, sacred we move along, because in the dark, there is a spark. Let us lean on this place, which holds a good taste. Heaven on Earth she is on her worth. Walking towards the place of the good times and all that rhymes. She takes your hand and says time to understand. Love is on the land.
Tell me true, you feel the blue? Heaven is calling you. The soul inside beckons to the stars. Each of us are all in this jar. Twisted turning for our hands to bind. Let us start and walk our part. Each child ahead the four direction red. Let it burn like the fire of the sacredness we list. All is the treasure of this kiss. Come now child, dream a good dream, with this smile upon our hearts we take this while. The mission of goodness across the land. Help us to understand to forgive our Brothers and our Sisters to have a better day. Let us praise.
Dancing and singing. Yes I hear the cries. We are like the Eagle with bountiful eyes. All is targeted with love. Come to this curve and sit like the doves. Two by two, that is the way, because I need you and you need me. Justice will pave, the hands of time of yesterday. Let us sing and rise up to the skies. Tell it true, magic is the sacred blue. We are going to this land. Help us to understand. That God inside of you beckons to the skies of this great view.
Angels sing across this world, not as usual as you cared. There is much to divine to bring us a shine. Lots of lessons to burn our toes. Sow dance and sing and let it ring. Bounce with your heart and feel those notes. Blessed flute does read. Waves of listing side to side. Waves of motion about our times. Feel this waking and all that is true. Let us become the sacred blue. Send our hearts out into the seas. The mission is to bring longevity, to all of our actions with happy hearts. Let us each dew our part.
All those who think you need sin, time for you to begin. Pick up your heart and make it a spiritual part. Time to change your ways, because Heaven is longing to display. And the mission is to bring us home to praise. All of the children want a good daze. Dream a good dream to shine our hearts, because we want a good part. Each as a mission to proclaim, I found my Greatness and make no mistake. I am going towards the sacred walk I talk to make the dream a better dream, for everyone needs a kinder stream.
Those stars inside of me, bust with desire to seek the seas. We wanted more and more to shine. Let our hearts bind. Come together and you will find a place of a greatness of our hearts that tine. Like combs that share the alignment of the hairs. Seek the mission you believe. Love is coming true, because it is the fabulous hue. The colors all in harmony. Do you sea. Do you see? We are the blue, the red, the yellow dreams. All of the four directions will be pleased.
This is the time of what we shined. Help us ponder on the sacred worth. Let us bind our hearts today to bring in all that is holy in a great display. We are working to shine this true, all of the hearts inside of this view. All over Mother Earth the children cry, "Holy Father tell us wise?". Looking for answers as they seek. Love is the mission, come together be pleased. Fight for love in each day. Fight to bring in a better way. Let us become the waking of the call. Let us shine for it all.
There the waking of our eyes, gifts to us butterflies. Fly fly fly across the oceans of time. We bind our hearts to the turtle floats down the sacred river of the gold. Inside of you and me. We are working for the sea. Let our Brothers and Sisters chime to the heavenly rhyme. All across this land. We will take part to understand, to forgive and save our hearts to bring our bodies into a good part. Let us reason with this soul, inside I want to develop gold. Good dreams for everyone. All my Relations we are SUNS. Rising from the dust, let us put on a good gust. All of our breath displays, love is on the waves.
Dancing and singing to hear our cries. Come along and become the wise. We are moving to the land of no return, the promise of the Rainbow words, the dew that blows and thunder roars to bring in the tears we adore. Flood this world with all our enemies who need confusion to be unleashed. Let them become the tears that feed, the land of the sacred seeds. For love will rise and take hold of the waves that lift them to the stars. And we are the children who will know, the holy praise of the after snow. Crystalline rainbows. We come to share this place, the heaven on earth we will taste.
Feel the beat. Inside of you an empty street. A spell of magic to make complete. Paint a picture you desire of love and happiness we smile. Love is the waking of each child, for this is what each seek to the long tiles. Walk this way four directions display, the heavenly blue road of yesterday. We pick up our shoes and carry our prayer cloth the holy four directions we thought we lost. Yet inside of all that seeks. Heaven on Earth we are becoming meek. Do not shatter without a smile, because all those sparks of light will shine twice. Once within. Once without. Then we will know the heaven spark. The holy dew that flies in the view of the mountains that reach the snowy peaks to touch Great Spirits who mist in the heart of the spiritual for all the children down hill.
We come to this land to help all of us to understand. Here we take our baby steps down to the Earth and upon this lane, the many color exclaim, "We are relatives. (laughing along the way). We are relatives once more. Remember each has a chore." Love is going to bring us home, because it is time for us to throw those stones. Right into the heart of the true, where the crystalline child will know you. The perfect blend of harmony, the sinners got no relief. We are making peace. Thus our arms are around this world. Together we swerve. We twist and turn to embrace our love. We are looking for the sacred doves.
"Shiloh Shalom", the "garden of peace" inside of your loom. A blanket of love from "Grandmother" 's hands, the "Unci" of all that makes us understand. Hand to hand, field to field. Love does wield. Come to this place and we will make a good chase. The waking of the children stance, saying we got to get to the ranch. There we will play with the buffalo and talk to the fox and all he knows. We will spin around to fly with the butterfly. And we will wave with the green grass grave. There buried upon our feet, we will bless our ancestor for all they keep. Let us understand. We are together part of this land. Heaven on Earth we go this girth. Love will shine. Stars will bind. And with this hold. Let us be cold, where the snow touches the peaks and the valleys bow meek. This is the great journey we keep.
White Buffalo Calf Woman sings and Holiness David Running Eagle Shooting Star drums for all the sacred suns. We wanted to find a way, let us pray. Let us praise. Let us walk this journey upon the stars, the road with an open jar, full of diamonds in the sky to say we wanted a better way. Have a good dream with me as we walk the path to the human who is kind, healing this world and worlds near that need cheer. Love is near.
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Sing a song, and get along, to have joy in life, full of tears, because you know, the sacred flow is all we have to get us home! Dance all day, and learn to play, with all you do and think and say, because we need love to please, to open hearts and doors to be! Welcome all your relatives, into the heart of all your sin and say, "I love you this very day" and "I won't let you get away!". I will fight for love this day, I will fight to show the way, because I am here to love you dear, my heart that sheds so many tears. And when we hope to comfort folks, then we will be prepared to say, "Come pray with me, learn joy to speak, and song and dance will keep us in relief". Whisper song and let a breeze come home to know your knees, where prayer is your living sacred breeze! White Buffalo Calf Woman sings