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Flares Of Flaming Red And Blonde
Sparks Ignite A Sacred Song Ring Of Fire Raging; Quenching; Changing Drifting Spiral Down Below Here In My Volcano Where Seas Of Liquid Lava Flow Come - Kindle Me On The Fiery Shore Where Love Sails Free I'm Torched Ashes Raining All Around Wild Combusting Dreams Found Fears Erupt - And Then They Cool Down Muuntna Makes A Hissing Sound Come - Kindle Me At The Secret Source Where Love Shines Free I'm Torched In This Valley, The Grapes Of Wrath Are Stored Feel The Lightning Of His Terrible Swift Sword Reaching Out, The Earth Glows In Geothermal Rainbows Ring Of Fire Raging; Quenching; Changing Come - Kindle Me Where The Fire Bird Soars Where Love Flies Free I'm Torched |
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| 2. |
| 4:21 |
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On the last naked day of winter
On the eve of a fateful thaw I was imprisoned in frozen pieces Of heart-broken laws Then down fell an angel renegade Her halo read "Morning Star" Wounded by the doom of a comet tail She was sealed with a scar Then a sweet lightning struck And the earth opened us Like spring buds Why she ever fled heaven And why I would hibernate Answers why we would meet here To equal our altered states Then a sweet lightning struck And the earth opened us Like spring buds With a sacred heart-shared rhythm We blossom through the spring Star of the Morning shines now On her own two wings Then a sweet lightning struck And the earth opened us Like spring buds Then a sweet lightning struck And the earth opened us Like spring buds |
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| 4:00 | 
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| 3:53 |
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This is the promised land
On this mountain I stand Read the stone on demand It's like a burning brand From his fiery hand Ten things they command To every woman, child and man In this Promised Land We were the Pharaoh's slaves 'Til god Jehovah forgave He rose up a pillar of fire Our freedom his desire He rose up the Red Sea waves Our ocean road to pave To these shores of sand In this Promised Land |
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| 3:42 |
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A healing fault is open now, crevassing my way
Something new will flower through the old decay Angels of the media are radiant and clear Tuning in, I siphon their fuel of fear I scale across their veils of prayer, torn and televised They reinject their vision; I see through their eyes I think it's gonna blow tonight My wings wanna glow up bright I broke free from a deep desire Stoke my phoenix fire Cupid laughs as I reclaim my shiny golden spears For a bell of love, melted down through the years And they're pierced up on the edge of night With nothing more to say A massacre of valentines await the day Wringing into my new form, ringing out the past Flying low, I hear the toll of shadows cast |
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| 3:53 |
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| 2:18 |
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| 4:16 |
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Shell Shock Venus, aborted at sea
Her youthful uniform torn open and free Floating where the whirlpools swirl Men came diving for her pearl They'd scour her surfaces She'd dredge up their deep In a chaotic universe, shallow and sweet And as the merman hurled Woman went careening from the girl And no line of questioning Could penetrate her nerve But something was tapping her reserve Ashes of innocence, splinters of dreams Her anger in residence, ripping the seams And petrifying fast She anchored to that mast Through waves of ecstasy They'd compromise But something was vacant in her eyes Reptiles in water, a goddess in heat We dreamt of a daughter, Venus and me Floating where the whirlpools swirl Men came diving for her pearl |
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| 3:45 |
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| 10. |
| 4:20 |
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On father's day, these branches sway
Like evergreen batons And I'm climbing up to the rhythm of their song My vision clears; I feel him near As the summer wind begins to blows Father please conduct this breeze Send my free swingin' soul, swingin' soul Searching more into my core From out on this limb of life To the aging rings where all things harmonize Through time I hear muted fears Too heavy now to hold Time will teach that voice to sing Send my free swinging soul, swingin' soul Heaven is all around, translated to sound And the more I hear, the deeper I dig down I keep digging down Where his ashes lay Where the needles decay Seeds take hold, and I will grow 'Til I free my swinging soul On father's day my children play They're climbing up to slide And through the future they will seek and hide And when they look to me from their memory Will this melody unfold? Through these trees, father please Send my free swinging soul Heaven is all around, translated to sound And the more I hear, the deeper I dig down I keep digging down Where his ashes lay And where the needles decay Seeds take hold, and I will grow 'Til I free my swinging soul Where his ashes lay Where the needles decay Seeds take hold, and I will grow 'Til I free my swinging soul |
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| 4:18 |
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My mother nature and my father time
See their son run across that line It's his fortieth final try Charging forward now in heat Then the awkward retreat To his lonely stockade To his imaginary maid She's sweeping down the plain She's under his reign Like a rough wind howling through Oklahoma It's a cold wind down in Oklahoma He's been hurt once - and he's hurt one twice And all the pain is still labeled "inside" He's sorting it out inside But now his voice no longer speaks When the truth begins to leak To the heavily love-laden mercenary maiden But deep within their spark His hidden orders bark Like a rough wind howling through Oklahoma It's a cold wind down in Oklahoma My mother nature and my father time See their son run across that line It's his fortieth final try It's his final try Like a rough wind howling through Oklahoma It's a cold wind down in Oklahoma |
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| 3:49 |
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| 5:35 |
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| 4:05 |
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| 15. |
| 5:29 |
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