White Buffalo Calf Woman sings: Turtle Island and the Children

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Turtle Island and the Children
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Turtle Island and the Children

Look at this world. Feel it is full. All the waters hold the seas, the visions of mankind to be. We are beholden to the chosen, the children of the sail.

All the colors in the world take hold. Each a brotherhood on the mold (rising up). Forming lockets of love. Look at the long flowing hair. Streams of light flowing everywhere. Streams of light glowing like long hair. Streams of light gifting us a sight. Streams of light telling us all right.

Turtle Island in the seas, where the galaxies form to bring trees. All the little people want a home, the children are looking for the rolling stones. We are bringing a (spiritual) warfare, the kind that says, Love is in the air. We will fight for love each day, to show you just how to play. Turtle say. Turtle say. Let us play.

All the rivers and the seas, come on home we are family. We need you to comfort deer (long journey) just like the butterflies are near. Hold me closer to your dreams. Hold me closer for all to be clean. Hold me closer in the world, just in time to herald our words (sacred dew, shatters the impure views).

Sing with the Turtles in the sea. We are playing so very happily. Tell the world we are coming home. Where the sails come to bring in a loom. We are tied together no matter what. Because we have all the right stuff. We are dreaming together let is shine. All together, we are the locomotion bind.

Sense the morning doves in the air. Telling us the streams of love is near. Where the children look over head, because we lift them up to sea. Let them have visions finally. Dream, dream, dream of a better day. Dream, dream, dream of a better way. Dream, dream, dream of a coming galaxy, where the swirling wants a family.

Turtle Island, we are home. Listen to the drums, they know the throne. Look at the places where they land, upon the shelter of human man. We are Turtle Island of the Seas, where we bring forth our family. Turtle Island take us home, to the land of the buried and lost bones. We have a story. Just dig up the glory. There you will find all you need.

A home, a justice, a place of muskets (impurities fall and shatter like dust in a bowl, snow), the place where we dream a shattered light, just in time to give up the fright (feel free to shine your light). Shards of light everywhere. Shards of light we will care. Shards of light for everyone. We will bring home the revolving suns.

White Buffalo Calf Woman sings for you today, to lift up the children teach them to pray. Let all of our Turtle find the way, where all the children will learn to play. Holiness David Running Eagle Shooting Star drums for the family who have gone far. We are on a journey across the stars. Each a child with visions that will take us far.


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