Like my footsteps making there path in the
Woodland setting the way to man they
Ask me where do I stand?
And I answer it's my connection
to the gods, out of hand
standing and rouling in a diffrent land
And here am I in a lollyby trying to make a verse
That maby will be heard and so you kiss me an hug me softly but I keep on screaming..
Where is my dream, were is the turn
For a better world
Trying to wisper I always will be the
missunderstanding kind
A child of mine
says She remeber the time that I
always seemed to be playing
saving a moment for the praying
And here I am, dancing in the forest for my loved ones
And those in need
Blessing the stones and all them who walk the way to hear the streaming
For a better world
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