Dear listener,

 

 

i hope to lift you out of the room

around the stars, around the Moon

then take you back to our Mother's ground

where raging waters may be found

 

we will play freely

in and out of form

but you will find safety

within the eye of the storm

 

in a dance with liberty

where we let our waters flow

emotions through heir symphony

may your flowers grow

 

-xxx- Lance