What if we start from the place of  Saying Thank you For our lives And for the Great Mystery that holds us Thank you, Thank you, Thank you What if we start from the place of Saying Thank you To all those who have come before us and all those who have yet to come And all those who we share this lifetime with  we’ve come together to say thank you, thank you, thank you for being beside me thank you, thank you, thank you

Gentle Heart Gentle Soul Gentle Mind, Mind Life is change Love Remains All the Time, Time (x.2) From the Eagle in the Sky To the Fish in the Sea To the Great Grandmothers Watchin' Over Me

A grain of sand holds your name, an ancient wave remembers from where you came A speck of dust is your memory and, we are reading the signs of destiny A mighty leader we are sure to follow but if we catch up she is sure to be hollow Hollow bone like a crack in the stone, fill it up with spirit in the song can you hear it and.. My Love is Like a spring Of Never Ending Water Pouring forth into your heart, like a song I drink from only goodness Letting myself love again And again, and again, and again I hold my hands up to my heart, and pray for the guidance to play my humble part In this celestial story of humanity, we are writing our own destinies So step it up step it out of the ego, and let yourself fly to the sky like an eagle And let go, of everything you know, the more space you make the more pain you can erase and... My Love is Like a spring Of Never Ending Water Pouring forth into your heart, like a song I drink from only goodness Letting myself love again And again, and again, and again The snake rises up inside of my spine Wrapping coils of light around my mind The jaguar, is hiding in the corner, seeing in the darkness, leading me to unknown  places distant faces, memories fade away in the eagles graces Sirakintay royal hummingbird, singing that song that sweetness heard Let’s take the tunnel to the good red road And if you love life then let yourself go Into the places the eye does not see Dance with your shadow and Waskar will lead Quetzocoatl in the middle world, synchronized time our prayers are heard and Wiracocha, home of the ageless, in the end we’re all light we’ll turn into angels My Love is Like a spring Of Never Ending Water Pouring forth into your heart, like a song I drink from only goodness Letting myself love again And again, and again, and again

Afraid to lose you Afraid to lose But my heart calls out to a song down a long and windy road But my heart calls out to a song down a long, and windy road One toe tipping toward the pathway lined in uncertainty Shadowed from the light, looking up Peering beneath the leaves Leaving The maps behind Blind curve ahead Compass inside Is what drives this guide Will you behold me inside Even when I disappear into the night To beg my mother To pardon her daughter and drink of her milky moonlight Unforgivable as your children we have taken Unconditional as our mother you have given Unpredictable is the wildness of your body And untamable is THE WILDNESS IN ME  One toe tipping toward the pathway lined in uncertainty Shadowed from the light, looking up Peering beneath the leaves Leaving The past behind Growing into a standing tree The tipping iceberg melting from me And all that I know And all that I sow Dissipating into the sea And all that I have to hold onto Is uncertainty Unforgivable as your children we have taken  Unconditional as our mother you have given  Unpredictable is the wildness of your body  And untamable is THE WILDNESS IN ME  One toe tipping, one toe tipping Lined in uncertainty One toe tipping, one toe tipping Lined in uncertainty

Silence Speak, Silence Speak, Silence Speak Silence Speak, Silence Speak, Silence Speak It's tIme to heal the ocean with our emotion  and rise the tides  of their minds, of their minds, of their minds Louder than a song, louder than a whisper, louder than a scream Silence Speak, Silence Speak, Silence Speak The clouds hold our tears up in the sky  and we wonder why this land is so dry When can we just let go, let the rivers flood back into  the valleys of our hearts Fill the reservoirs, break the dams, feed the spirits with our salty songs Fill the reservoirs, break the dams, feed the spirits with our salty songs Initiate letting go of our prides and let ourselves honor all the sorrow The love, and the pain, and the passion, and the rage,  and the truth, and all that cannot be named inside Silence Speak, Silence Speak, Silence Speak Silence Speak, Silence Speak, Silence  For all those living with unheard voices I will sing for you Teach me to pull it through For all those species on their last legs, I will cry for you Call out your name to you African Gray Parrot, Red Panda Bear, Irrawady Dolphin, Yellowfin Tuna Sea Turtle, African Elephant, Giant Tortoise and the Polar Bear Marine Iguana, Chimpanzee, Rockhopper Penguin, Jaguar,  Beluga Whale, Monarch Butterfly and We Silence Speak, Silence Speak, Silence Speak x.4 (It's tIme to heal the ocean with our emotion  and rise the tides  of our minds, of our minds, of our minds Louder than a song, louder than a whisper, louder than a scream) Silence, Silence, Silence, Silence, Silence!!....speak

I do not give up I do not raise my children to continue the evil of this world You cannot take from me my Spirit You grab it, you feel it, I take it back, take it back Uninvited man abusing power This was never yours to have Turning love into violence,  where is your conscience This was never yours to have I will not now or never raise my gun in the name of revenge I am rising reborn Stronger than before, I call upon my brothers and sisters to stand Take back the night by loving the children well Take back the night by holding our prayers Take back the night by screaming this wounding Take back the night by the ancient moon lairs Take back the night by holding her womb tight Take back the night by sharing her story Take back the night by giving birth to a world where this can never happen again Unacceptable, unacceptable, unacceptable Unacceptable, unacceptable, unacceptable I take back the night I take back the night I take back the night I take it back x.4 Take back the night by kneeling upon the Earth Take back the night by knowing her worth Take back the night by seeing me with your eyes Take back the night by standing when violence arise Take back the night by growing community Take back the night by shedding my apathy Take back the night by giving birth to a world where this can never happen again Unacceptable, unacceptable, unacceptable  Unacceptable, unacceptable, unacceptable I take back the night I take back the night I take back the night  I take it back x.4

I feel the mother pushing on all sides of me Dying to give birth to a new humanity One so full of love, and remembering of simple ways Her wails will carry us through if we can just stay awake We are the midwives the bringers of the dawn We have no pull but to walk the path we’re on To keep ourselves upright in the darkest hour Holding love to the ground is our only power We must breathe deep, we’ve got to pull it through Holding onto life until there’s nothing left to do Fierce with conviction, fierce with prayer Fierce with compassion, we’re almost there But don’t fall asleep until the work is complete In the end there can be a heaven on Earth A whole new chapter to our story Don’t drop the pen until we’re living the glory And even then, there’ll be more work to do So surrender to service and just say Thank You... Our souls will guide, so much wisdom inside We feel ourselves falling, there’s hands by our side Catching ourselves coming out of this womb Cradling life because we know it is good.... And let the light break through, let the light break through, let the light break through, let the light break through And cut the umbilical chord to anything that does not serve you anymore And I cut the umbilical chord to anything that does not serve me anymore And I cut the umbilical chord, I cut the umbilical chord, I cut the umbilical chord, I cut the umbilical chord Cut the umbilical chord to anything that does not serve you anymore I feel the mother pushing on all sides of me Dying to give birth to a new humanity One so full of love, and remembering of simple ways Her wails will carry us through if we can just stay awake

Clinking sole rhythms on the platforms of the subway station Gettin' where we're going making music as a nation Up in the corners of the subway station, you weave with magic fingers webs to catch us all in our daydreams As we float above the ground, with our feet lookin' down At our souls upon the tracks Caught in the cobwebs in the corners of the subway station Feelings unfelt, songs unsung If I want to find a better way to serve my country I'll find cobwebs in the corners and sing to them my songs All those dreams invalidated, all the love that never made it Let me sweep them with this song, grab a broom and sing along Our souls have always walked upon these tracks Breaking through the cracks Train whistles by, it reminds us of the wind Spreading seeds across the land Sowing songs to our hearts Where the memory begins is where the healing starts Apple apple in the tree, tell me of your mystery Eve ate an amenita in disguise- (what?!) Apple apple in the tree, tell me of your history Eve ate an amenita in disguise She was looking for the truth For the wisdom of her youth Garden-fenced empire crumbling before her eyes As we sweep into the cobwebs in the corner of our consciousness, clearing out our minds Of all the images, the boogie monster fairytales, clogging up the gates to the divine Unweaving those unworthy words that told us we were not good enough, not good enough to shine Clinking platforms on the ground, souls back upon their tracks Singing songs to the cobwebs in the corners of the subway station, the subway station, clinking heals cleaning out the cobwebs in the corners of the  subway station, the subway station, clinking heals cleaning out the cobwebs in the corners of the  If I want to find a better way to serve my country If I want to find a better way to serve my country If I want to find a better way to serve my country I'll find cobwebs in the corners and sing to them my songs All those dreams invalidated, all the love that never made it Let me sweep them with this song, grab a broom and sing along together we can sweep the cobwebs from this country clearing out the clutter from our minds Our souls have always walked upon these tracks Breaking through the cracks Train whistles by, it reminds us of the wind Spreading seeds across the land Sowing songs to our hearts Where the memory begins is where the healing starts If I want to find a better way to serve my country, yeah If I want to find a better way to serve my country, yeah If I want to find a better way to serve my country I'll find cobwebs in the corners and sing to them my songs All those dreams invalidated, all the love that never made it Let me sweep them with this song, grab a broom and sing along

Fading days, fading ways Wondering if the moon changes shapes Listening, to the whispering vines Opening to walking with the signs Letting go of trying to know Forgiving my loving heart Thank you for considering, always what's best for me I know we haven't always but Now you're on my side But now you're on my side But now you're on my side Holding me gently  Holding me fully As I hold each possibility In two hands The letting go again Flying to stardust As the Red Balloons Fade into the sky Trusting that one day, sooner or later One small thread  will drift back down (back down) Falling from the heavens Answers pouring Into the empty vessel I become Vessel I become, I become Chorus Is there just one thread, one thread to follow? Is there just one hand, one hand to hold? Is this just one life, living through us? I can’t believe its written because there’s a pen  holding in my hand  Writing right now And if there was a message, a message to deliver  How would the angels scribe their songs?  Whispering gently, into our ears  drinking their words through our voices singing song Through our voices, through our voices singing song  Fading days, fading ways  Wondering if the moon, changes shapes  Listening, to the whispering vines  Opening, to walking with the signs  Letting go, of trying to know  Forgiving, my loving heart  Thank you for considering  Always what’s best for me  I know we haven’t always  But now you’re on my side  But now you’re on my side  But now you’re on my side  Chorus  Is there just one thread, one thread to follow?  Is there just one hand, one hand to hold?  Is this just one life, living through us?

Healing the Body, We Are Healing the Body, We Are Healing the Body and The Body of the Earth   And if you feel the pain,  know that you are still awake And give yourself the grace and time to heal the body   ...... Crawling out of tunnels of sickness We are born to dress in the riches Of this skin, this flesh, this bone This temple, shrine this called my own How to heal, one might ask Could’ve been we were moving too fast Got to balance to be healthy Eat real, pure it’ll keep us stealthy I stick to the self-care of my body There’s no out there human that can cure me True healing comes from within I light the torch of my spirit, journey begin

Warmin' up, warmin' up, warmin, warmin Warmin' up, warmin' up, warmin, warmin Warmin' up, warmin' up, warmin, warmin Warmin' up, warmin' up Warmin' up the throat, warmin' up the mind, warmin' up the heart, warmin' up the hallway to the divine Gettin' to that place where there's no right or wrong The place I feel strong, the place where I know I belong Warmin' up, warmin' up, warmin, warmin  Warmin' up, warmin' up It's time to get political and tell you how I feel, forget the taboo to talk about what is real If they say they're doin' what the future really needs then they don't remember that the people need to breathe If they say they're doin' what the future really needs then they don't remember that the people need to grieve Justifying what we've lost as part of the cost of progress of the Industrial Growth Society When did growth become overfishing the seas and when did growth become making money out of trees How stupid is this idea, I can't even express that selling cheap stuff is what they call progress Well if they want to grow in that way, I'm sorry I'm gonna stand in your way and sing you a query Would you rather grow in wisdom or in hate, would you rather grow in love or in gates Would you rather grow in stuff, or community, would you rather grow in violence or in unity My womb is tired of all of this destruction Mothers time to spank those sons of office and teach them to grow the way they did in your womb, when they remembered that life was a miracle Do you want to take- or do you want to give We've only got one life to live Speakin' Up Speakin' up speakin' up, speakin' speakin' Speakin' up speakin' up speakin' speakin' Speakin' up speakin' up speakin' speakin' Speakin' up speakin' up Sing it loud sing it proud sing it to the crowd I'll say it first you say it next "I don't have to be perfect to speak up" i don't have to be perfect to speak up "I love life so much it MAKES me stand up" I love life so much it makes me stand up I don't have to know everything goin' on in the world to know that somethin' ain't right And to fight the good fight, there's no need for dropping bombs Drawing blood, kickin', punchin', slander or Vietnams 'Cuz Dr. King knew it was all about consciousness Once the world saw hate up against love It struck a chord in the song that began to tune the people to the colorful way A black and white parade Marchin' in the streets, marchin' to the courts, marchin' to the beat of the passion in their hearts Marchin' to the call, marchin'  to the wave, marchin' for the truth, marchin' for the rage, marchin' on... Marchin' On Marchin' On, Marchin' Marchin' Marchin' On Marchin' On, Marchin' Marchin' Marchin' On Marchin' On Marchin' Marchin Marchin' On, Marchin' On Sing it loud sing it proud sing it to the crowd I'll say it first you say it next  "I don't have to be perfect to speak up"  i don't have to be perfect to speak up  "I love life so much it MAKES me stand up"  I love life so much it makes me stand up We need to be, moving fast but real slow We need to be, focusing upon the goals We need to be, consistently clearing our energies We need to be the Lorax, and speak for the trees We need to know that this is not one dimension We need to know that there is no separation Between Spirit and Earth,  between death and birth Between the Underworld and ground zero Warmin' up is what our planet is doin' Warmin' up is what the people are doin' There's no time to debate if this is really real Our own survival at stake, now tell me how does it feel To be an endangered species on an endangered planet with people walkin' around like its all okay I know we're all gonna die but wouldn't it be nice to know that our grandchildren could still be alive And carry on with the family tree There's no knowing where this story is going its up to you and me 'Cuz if we could take back the magic into our hands then we could bless up the waters and bless up the lands Then we could take back the steering wheel, as a collective Turn this ship around before it is wrecked and Do as the Grandmothers say, do as the medicine say Go back to living on the land, back to living by the hand We've got to resist this addiction to oil We've got to build from the ground up, build up the soil We've got to learn how to be peacemakers We've got to learn how to be risk takers We've got to learn to be difference embracers We've got to know we have the tools right now To make the changes we all want to make There's a lot at stake, so its good to meditate Or to have some kind of faith, or source of sacred strength that transcends whether we accomplish or not We've got to learn how to pray for guidance We've got to come together as a tribe and Speak it out speak it out, Speak it Speak it Speak it out speak it out Speak it Speak it Speak it out Speak it out Speak it Speak it Speak it out Speak it out Sing it loud sing it proud sing it to the crowd I'll say it first you say it next  "I don't have to be perfect to speak up"  i don't have to be perfect to speak up  "I love life so much it MAKES me stand up"  I love life so much it makes me stand up

Hiyuna Hiyuna Hiyuna Hiyuna Hiyuna Hiyuna Hiyuna Hiyuna From the silence come the sound From the silence come the sound From the silence come From the silence come From the silence come the sound From the echo come the voice (del eco viene la voz) From the echo come the voice (del eco viene la voz) From the echo come From the echo come From the echo come the voice Tear the clock down with the tower then this won't be the final hour We'll run wild and we'll run free like we were always meant to be We will live by sun and moon Our bodies minds will be in tune And we will know the pass of time By the season's wrinkles in our eyes Tear the clock down with the tower Tear the clock down with the tower Tear the clock down Tear the clock down with the tower then this won't be the final hour We will live by sun and moon Our bodies mind will be in tune And we will know the time  By the season's wrinkles in our eyes Tear the clock down with the tower

What will grow from this garden being planted by the seed in my hand, and the fire in my heart? What will come from this seemingly nothingless darkness in the center of my soil? If this hard shell cannot open then I might as well soften myself Pushing through all of the holes that the time made, stretching out arms from the self Veins pumping water through freeways and train tracks, hoping to heal itself Well if there the train goes then maybe you wonder, how am I healing myself? And what does it feel like to follow the rope pulling you towards the dreams that you've held? If all is remembered then maybe the frame will not fit on the picture of myself Back to beginnings, the seed was still dreaming, of one day becoming itself What will grow?  What will grow? What will grow? Well if I'm mistaken and the seeds are all vacant, how am I faking myself? Running like splashes of raindrops on concrete, pouring to quench itself If only these words were water for my longing, I could surrender the race Sending my whole heart as a root down for our destiny, holding this place Writing the pages, great turning of ages, what was will serve no more Well if there the page goes then maybe you wonder, how am I turning myself? And what does it feel like to follow the rope pulling you towards the dreams that you've held? If all is remembered then maybe the frame will not fit on the picture of myself Back to beginnings, the Earth was still dreaming, of one day becoming itself What will grow? What will grow? What will grow? What will grow? What will grow? What will grow? What will grow from this garden being planted by the seed in my hand, and the fire in my heart? What will grow? What will grow? What will grow? What will grow? What will grow? What will grow?