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Singing Bird

Babyface
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Calgary, Alberta, Canada
There were two friends
that's where this'll begin and end
They played together when they were young
they were chasing the glow bugs into the sun

One night after a few days
They laid down in the grass to catch the rays
The moon greeted them with a large open eye
As the friends laid there the moon began to cry

"Why do you steal what belongs to me?" the moon cried out to the sea
"Those little bugs are the sun and mine, when you take them away your hands steal time."

Grass rustled and earth quaked, and the friends ran to where the jars had baked.
From the sun of the days that had pasted so quickly
The friends saw dead bugs and some that looked sickly

Opening the jar they launched them into the night
Got down on their knees and prayed for good flight
When they stood their jeans bore the truth: the bugs were smashed beneath and were the burden of proof

The moon frowned upon the earthly people
Looked at them hard, tried to look evil
But then from within the moon saw their saddened parts
And said "Just this one time I'll bless your little hearts."

***

Freedom is forgiving others- and yourself.

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"You don't need anyone, or anything at all."
 
Why is it that
everytime I bother to ask
I see you in the hallway
learning to dance?

I saw your face
and I heard your words
but I never understood
that you couldn't see.

There's a hope
and there's a faith
that there's peace after all.
I see it within you
and I know that its real
that when you touch me
I can believe in you.

I believe in you.

Come here, walk towards this place.
Its not better or worse
just a different way.
If you happen to see
or if you start to feel
please stop my cadence and tell me so.

Now my friends are lovers
and my family has no end.
Now eternity is now
and the last minute is dead.
Now forever just happened
and its happening again.

Thanks for coming here with me
dear friend.
 
Has there ever been a time
when the world knew its Self?

Has there ever been a day
when I knew my Self?

Has there ever been a time
when we all knew our Selves?

Has there ever been a day
when you looked at your Self?

Who am I?
Why am I here?
Where am I at?
Why did I come?
What do you want?
How did I get here?
Where are we going?

Has there ever been a time
when the I knew my Self?

Has there ever been a day
when the world knew its Self?

Has there ever been a time
when we all knew our Selves?

Has there ever been a day
when I looked at my Self?

Come to me
sage
the wise
knowledge

Know me
wisdom

Bring me
knowledge

Hold me
love
 
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