Concept: I stop quieting the bird in my heart. She is singing with joy and as she spreads her wings they unfurl from my back. We fly away together. We are both free.
From birth, you were a blank slate the Big Bang of yourself blossoming gloriously with the first look at your mother's face and every star, a thought, every system, a laugh every galaxy, a memory you have billions of small worlds in your head you create; destroy you are a god; you are God. of your universe of yourself.
The world had magic, once But we drove it out With our hate and our sorrow And our pollution And our new age machines With our war and our strife And our forgetting Most of all, the forgetting
We forgot the hum of the earth And the song of the wind We forgot the language of trees And the comfort of soil We forgot to be kind to the world And that drove out the magic That kept us whole, and good
We are left now with rubble And a grey, polluted sky The trees do not whisper to us Since we started cutting them down The earth doesn't hum With our oil swords plunged deep
We have forgotten our roots And they, have so, forgotten us.
Concept: I am laying in bed in my smog-smothered town but it is okay because the rain hits my face it's pitter patter rhythm lulls me into dreams of rivers and faraway valleys.
I had a dream I was falling through blue sky and stars falling, falling, falling, crashjolt, wake up And find I am still falling through this bedframe and the floorboards down to the molten earth falling, falling, falling crashjolt, darkness.