Sung by: White Buffalo Calf Woman, your Twin Deer Mother who blows, the smoke across your nose, to help you relive, the sacred path, to come home where God does grow, the Green Grass home, the place of the Sacred Rainbow!
Come lend your hand and understand, the will of God has come home! You need your relatives to join your heart, or you will forever roam. To start your path on forgiveness graft, then you need realize, that you are part of the clandestine part, of all our sacred hearts.
Fold with me, and you will sea, the heart that longs for better ways, not the way of hatred, or opposition, but the path of love today. The place to hold, is inside of bold, where you fight for what is right, the silver lining of the Rainbow Clan, is waiting for you heart.
Lets dance and sing and rejoice again, for we are here to be so bold. To shout and rage, the river's gorge, where all does flow in the sky. The Song's of Angels, they do know, that you are on the verge of paradise, all you have to do, is follow you, the heart, that always knows.
Be grand today, because you are here to stay, upon the mountain tops, the place, where rivers start to flow, where the crystalline boat does know. That a heart that's pure, does move real slow, to allow the rainbow to show. It's you, I say, hip hip hooray, the relative, I long for. Be wise my child, give a mile my love, to be the grandest show.
And when you have suffered enough, this day, remember the pipe will lead the way, where blue and red, does cross the stead, and shine like a living rainbow. Where green grass grows, and blood does flow, that's where my heart will be, to suffer for others, to allow them to grow, and teach them along the way. Light fire to your day, let the smoke show you the way, that purification is the day, when your heart, will bee set free, to fly from the mountaintops and flow, down rivers of snow, where the green grass grows, that's where I will be waiting for you. My darling, I await for you, the perfect loving day!
Your devoted servant, White Buffalo Calf Woman, your Twin Deer Mother sings to you. And I will be here, when you need a singing, down the perfect stone river road. email me at whitebuffalocalfwoman@gmai
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!
Fold with me, and you will sea, the heart that longs for better ways, not the way of hatred, or opposition, but the path of love today. The place to hold, is inside of bold, where you fight for what is right, the silver lining of the Rainbow Clan, is waiting for you heart.
Lets dance and sing and rejoice again, for we are here to be so bold. To shout and rage, the river's gorge, where all does flow in the sky. The Song's of Angels, they do know, that you are on the verge of paradise, all you have to do, is follow you, the heart, that always knows.
Be grand today, because you are here to stay, upon the mountain tops, the place, where rivers start to flow, where the crystalline boat does know. That a heart that's pure, does move real slow, to allow the rainbow to show. It's you, I say, hip hip hooray, the relative, I long for. Be wise my child, give a mile my love, to be the grandest show.
And when you have suffered enough, this day, remember the pipe will lead the way, where blue and red, does cross the stead, and shine like a living rainbow. Where green grass grows, and blood does flow, that's where my heart will be, to suffer for others, to allow them to grow, and teach them along the way. Light fire to your day, let the smoke show you the way, that purification is the day, when your heart, will bee set free, to fly from the mountaintops and flow, down rivers of snow, where the green grass grows, that's where I will be waiting for you. My darling, I await for you, the perfect loving day!
Your devoted servant, White Buffalo Calf Woman, your Twin Deer Mother sings to you. And I will be here, when you need a singing, down the perfect stone river road. email me at whitebuffalocalfwoman@gmai
