Two people in a bubble.
Are very lucky.
But are just as fragile.
As the bubble they live in.


The bubble is better than life.
In the bubble is less trouble,
The bubble of love, the colours of a raibow.
The bubble of love that those two people blow.


Because they wanted to be.
Two people in a bubble.
They wanted to be ´´we´´.
And escape the horror.


The bubble is better than life.
In the bubble is less trouble,
The bubble of love, the colours of a raibow.
The bubble of love that those two people blow.


Is it selfish to break
the bubble when it´s fake?
When you care, can you blow a nice one?
And let the other float off.
With a kiss and a cry and love.


Crying so hard filling the bubble with tears, it will break anyway.
Some day.

But now I do...
I once didn't know what to do
With the pain inside of me

But now I do
I once didn't know
What to do with the tears inside of me
But now I do
I once didn't know
How to live
Not knowing the Love inside of Me
But now I feel it
And Once again
Life is very simple
I am here for you
You are my brother and my friend
My lover
And my son
My willingness
And my doubt
And there shall be no time
When I throw away
This part of me,
Or think less of you

Because
You too stop
To ask a question
Of God I Am

Who am I
Greater Love to Be
Who am I
child being born
Who am I
Thought without attack
Parliament
Of the Awakening
Who will stand with me
For the one who crys
For Help?

I bring you Compassion
White Compassion
Red  Compassion
Black, Green,
Blue Compassion
Pink Compassion ,
Orange And Purple Seen
agree all Colors
Become Me Now
Pray Well With Others
My Raibow Prise of Love
I was born
all Colors
In Paint
And then in pen
A Prayer Emerged
And then a poem
A scripture Wrote
and then a Song

A boy Named Zach
Who's Heart once  Broke
Loved ,
A Dahli Lamas Dream
Of Boyhood
Who Now All have Seen
Gods Great Great Victory Upon the Earth
World
Compassions
Love
Mercys
Name
Our
Heart