I Sing Lullabies To Bring A New View!

I sing lullabies, to the heart that knows despise.  I sing lullabies, to men who don't have much in their hearts.  I sing lullabies, to those who seek and find.  I sing lullabies, to those who can't find the time.  And when we soar in our dreams, we do find and all believe.  It's a place, where hearts are known. It's a place we do grow. 

I sing lullabies, to bring the weeping tears.  I sing lullabies, to hear my heart soar.  I sing lullabies, to feel the meek.  I sing lullabies to hold and keep.  And my heart knows, where you flow.  My heart soars to explore and know.   We are greeted with loving arms, when we cherish even harm (hold impure in our arms to bring them home).  I sing lullabies, to those who dare.  I sing lullabies, to bring and share.  I sing lullabies, to find a home.  I sing lullabies to grieve alone.  And when we feel so much pain.  We think God didn't find our prayers, but we try and try again, to be the greatness in all this sin.

I sing lullabies, to bring us home.  I sing lullabies to find and groan.  I sing lullabies, to find your heart.  The place my soul does shout and start.  And when the winds, find light outside, I know we are greatness, we can't hide.  It's a bloom, like a rose, a road that we follow, we all transpose.  I sing lullabies to be with you.   I sing lullabies to bring a new view.  I sing lullabies to find a heart.  I sing lullabies, to creep and groan.  It's a world, we need to fill.  It's a song, that leaps unheard.  It's a place, we dream at night to bring day without plight.  I sing lullabies to be with you.  I sing lullabies for a new view.  I sing lullabies to purify the days.  I sing lullabies, to save the graze.  Come with me, down the road.  Come with me, and I will show, where the green grass grows again, where the soil is rich in wind. 

I sing lullabies, to find your heart.  I sing lullabies, so we are never apart.  I sing lullabies, to be with you.  I sing lullabies to find a new view.  And it's a heart that finds a soul.  It's a start, that leads to gold.  And my wisdom, does fly with you.  We are always true and true.  I sing lullabies, to be near you.  I sing lullabies, to find a new view.   I sing lullabies, to weep my sins.  I sing lullabies to children again (we are born again, in the spirit, the soul does rise up and make a stand).  And we do creep among the vines (bonded together, heaven and earth), where we stand tall, like trees divine. I know you, are in my heart and I don't need us to part.  I sing lullabies in the wind.   I sing lullabies to bring the trees home. I sing lullabies to bee with you.  I sing lullabies to find a new view.

There are days, when all is wrong.  There is shame, that seems undone.  But if I soar above the clouds,  I will find heaven aroused.  I sing lullabies to be with you.  I sing lullabies for a new view.  I sing lullabies, to find a heart.  I sing lullabies, never to part.  It's a soul, that travels the road.  It's the heart that always knows.  It's a time, for loving guise, to bring the heart outside.  I sing lullabies to be with you.  I sing lullabies, to have a new view.  I sing lullabies, to find a heart, the weeps and soars, never apart, never apart.  Never apart. We must only start. 

I feel waves and waves going to heaven. This song was sung by White Buffalo Calf Woman, your Twin Deer Mother, for the request of Lakota Warrior Hawk Feathers (Lenord Peltier) who needed a lullaby.  Sacred Drum by Holiness David Running Eagle Shooting Star, our Father Red Hand.

There is a place where the Buffalo (flesh of earth, the light that grows, the four sacred directions, where we do) roam, and my heart does know how to roam, to be across the rolling hills, to eat of the green grass and know my fills. I am nourished by this love, the place, where I live inside the dark, the heaven calling, to fill me up. We the Rainbow Clan do know (how to drink from this spiritual cup), that we are part of this sacred show, where the Horse (soul of heaven, the heart that knows) runs wild and free, to be with Warriors, the Dog (rainbow warrior of prophecy who stands their ground) who bleeds (follows the red road, the law of love, where the fighting is for the unification of the broken heart, to bring the warrior up).