As the dirt and rain, become part of my outfit. I stand up in great trance. The deep vibrations around me, seem to interact with souls of beings all over who come "home" for reasons such as mine, and that keep them coming back to play. The booming echo of haunting animal's skin creeps up over the trees and hills. Howling the insane breathing green fire. Brings comfort and wholeness to the purpose in which we have united today. Sharing more than melodies, seeing more than what meets the eye of the storm in this controlled chaotic world. I then slip into a realm that keeps nothing masked. Smoke rises as ashes fall upon the tan freckled shoulders ofΒ Β real lifetime bonds.