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Babylon
03:56
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It's sick how they teach us to glorify war
I don't think like that anymore
A trick to think it grand and fine
to be barbaric lovers of wartime
Everyday I hear too much
Noise pollution tv sucks yeah
Sexist pigs and racist cops
When's it gonna stop?
It's sick how they teach us to love what's wrong
then throw it away when we're all done
Don't give a damn about the kids
forget what we need to live
Everyday I breathe in stink
Petrol fumes and I can't think straight
Maze of heated concrete blocks
This is Babylon
It's the attitude of the Powers that Be
Nothing seems to matter not you not me
Nothing matters but money
Nothing matters but money
Ozone depleting toxic fumes
Cancer cells for Cosmic Doom
Plastics 'til the end of time
when did we lose our minds?
Just sane enough to be fucked up
twisted enough to be kept up
I'm free I'll never let up
I admit that I am fed up
We've swallowed the Big Lie
We have been so blind
Time to wake up
Time to open our Eye
Life is the only fight, it is Our Right
Life is the only fight
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2. |
Prayer
04:56
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Great Spirit hear my prayer for the healing of my own soul
that I may be well enough to help other’s on their journey to freedom and wholeness
Great Spirit take my faults to the keepers of the everlasting fire
where they will be swallowed up by the flames of eternity
Great Spirit hear me
Great Spirit love me
Great Spirit teach me
Great Spirit show me the way
Great Spirit sharpen my lack of focus to a pointed lens
that can transform myself and my work to what is suitable for my sacred walk
Great Spirit lift my words to the four winds where they may scatter in all directions
to be heard by ears that are open and ready to listen everywhere
Great Spirit hear me
Great Spirit love me
Great Spirit teach me
Great Spirit show me the way
Great Spirit hear my plea that whispers through my weaknesses from the depths of my core where I am complete
Great Spirit listen to my thanks that I send on the wind for my life and the lives of my family
Spirit help me to reweave the torn and ripped places in my soul
Make me whole
Great Spirit hear me
Great Spirit love me
Great Spirit heal me
Great Spirit show me the way
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3. |
Gotta Be
04:16
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Working on my own dreams
Oh my life is as sweet as the visions in my head
Running cool, I'm a frozen stream
I feel bad for those souls, for those blank-eyed Walking Dead
I'm living my own life
Gotta be gotta be won't you just let me go
I'm giving it all I've got
Gotta be gotta be won't you just let me go free
I can't be a doctor or a lawyer
I'm walking a path of my own making
Footsteps on un-trodden soil
It's a tough life but I know it will pay off
Cause I'd never survive living the dreams you dreamt for me
I may seem to you a silly child but I'm inspired and free!
I'm living my own life
Gotta be gotta be won't you just let me go
I'm giving it all I've got
Gotta be gotta be won't you just let me go free
Working on my own dreams
Oh my life is as sweet as the visions in my head
Running cool, I'm a frozen stream
I feel bad for those souls, for those blank-eyed walking dead
I know just what you see in me
Got a mind of my own boy I know how to use it
I don't care if you believe in me
You must believe in yourselves
You will never regret that at all
Not at all
Not at all
Not at all!
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4. |
Spiral Seekers
05:27
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Spiral seekers, they know that life is a spiral
They seek the virile spring that pops out of nothing
Life-giving strands of DNA
Protein spirals to tell us how we're made
Through the dark earth breaks a spiral of green
the urge of life it begins with a seed
To get caught in a rut is to not move up
we forget to grow and circle around
digging a hole in the ground with our patterns that go nowhere
Spiral seekers Spirit keepers
Keepers of the sacred symbols
And those who seek to destroy forget that life is a spiral
and we who realize we know their game is over
All things live and die in the spiral you cannot destroy that which you are
Spirals create the dream make up the vision screen
building blocks or life colorful images seen
Spiraling, spiraling it's the formulae for flying
And a curve may feel like common ground
but different since your wiser now
moving along your path and beyond where you've been before
In the dark womb, life begins as a spiral
winding ways create a being from two seeds
the baby grows in my belly, a mass of intelligent cells
New Systems emerge in a Spiral Fashion
coils coming forth become more solid each day
Sweet child lies and awaits, a new life she anticipates
A gift from the Spirit Divine
Spiraling alive...life continues while dying
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5. |
Song of the Soul
03:40
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I was wounded but I still tried to sing
My song blown off by a bad wind
now here you are like a new breeze blowing in through my hair
and you care about the finer things and I'm excited to hear you sing
a simple man with a deep heart song I can't help but to follow along
I can't help but to follow along
Dance the dance of life with me
Sing the song of the soul with me
Take a chance on a life with me
Sing the song of the soul with me
Sing the song of the soul with me
I was choked up but I still tried to sing
My song swallowed up by a gruff wind
Now here you are like a messenger of the four winds
centered and calming my soul
Babe you know the tenderness that I need
you are feeding me soul food
I was wounded but I still tried to dance
my body bent by a twist of circumstance
now here you are and I'm not afraid to take a chance
and dance like i've never done before
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6. |
Cyprus
06:13
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It came upon me one sparkling day in August
I climbed to Cyprus on the jagged rocks of my soul
They were waiting with that smilin’ look in their eyes, yes
I’d been searching for so long
My ideas are good and fine, workable plans from within my own mind
so why am I sad and crying I’ve been like this for some time
my daily life is a maze of confusion and a haze of smoke to aid the illusion
it’s a phase I’m going through, there’s a solution
It came upon me one sparkling day in August
I climbed to Cyprus on the jagged rocks of my soul
They were waiting with that smilin look in their eyes, yes
I’d been searching for so long
Who is Satan and who is God aren’t they different masks of the One the All
Unknowable since the fall, mother father one the all
who is an enemy and who is a friend?
On myself I must depend I trust in me until the end my life I do defend
It came upon me one sparkling day in August
I climbed to Cyprus on the jagged rocks of my soul
They were waiting with that smilin look in their eyes, yes
I’d been searching for so long
Sometimes I think that killing’s ok sometimes I think that love is pain
sometimes I feel I’m on the fray but that’s when the Weaver finds me
We are all part of the Great Tapestry when we know ourselves we are able to see
when we love ourselves and we set ourselves free that makes the strongest weave!
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7. |
Prophet Child
04:49
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Hair of red white skin blue eyes
worldly child neath American skies
faded colors start to blend
with the thousand shades of Man
Love child born at a fork in the road
Guardians know the way to go
Utopia is a baby's dream
Allow no rude awakening
The prophet child Jessa smiles
ancient suns set in her eyes
Stars and moon, green earth for miles
turn to old ways if you're wise
Native soul of the Northern Continent
has your time truly come and went?
or is there time for your rebirth
communion of body, free spirit, and Earth
Hungry rot consumes our land
desires to kill the light of man
doom hovers in our present state
for Jessa we will turn our fate
The prophet child sweet and wild
Ancient Ones dance in her eyes
Stars and moon, green earth for miles
turn to old ways if you're wise
Refuse the evil it's disguise
Mama glows she shines with light
but will she give that prophet sight?
Teach her love true freedom and laughter
a walk for humans everafter
Papa knows, he's good and brave
but will he push to force a wave?
Embrace a future for his daughter
and fight the unseen serpent's slaughter
Colors spiral unconstrained
hungry Earth drinks living rain
Love child's laughter unrestrained
enlightened children free of chains
enlightened children free of chains
all enlightened break the chains
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8. |
Bless This Place
04:13
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Trash overflows in the alleys but there's still growth in the valleys
Industry choking folks doing coke in their back yards and it's hard to
be in America
Celebrate your dependence on the big rigs with a big bang it sounds like war on the fourth I crouch beneath buildings overtaking me
The boys all they can play is kill kill kill and the girls are getting weaker still
but there's still time to show them the way I pray
Bless this place called America
those who came before cared for her
Golden arches are the main sign
I pray we're not outta time
Bless this ground that we walk on
and put your faith in the rising sun
When you step on a crack it's her back that we're breaking
My soul gets tossed like a paper wrapper and gum gets stuck on my shoe
this is the life I choose
I stay in the city not to fight but to shed some light
my garden grows it gets enough sunlight between rows of buildings
My soul gets lost on a tv show bounces back on a radio wave
I'm amazed I can write at all living in this grave this concrete tomb they call the city
Bless this place called America
those who came before cared for her
Golden arches are the main sign
I pray we're not outta time
Bless this ground that we walk on
and put your faith in the rising sun
When you step on a crack it's her back that we're breaking
I get lonely and crazy feeling these bad vibes out there there are men dealing in children's lives
much to worry over yeah many pains to bear I stare at my garden loving the life that grows there
Bless this place called America bless it with all you got the Melting Pot it's getting hot it's getting hotter all the time
Remember all we got is time and a curve is better than a straight line
Point a to point b may be a means to an end but what can it mean if it all ends?Bless this place called America
those who came before cared for her
Golden arches are the main sign
I pray we're not outta time
Bless this ground that we walk on
and put your faith in the rising sun
When you step on a crack it's her back that we're breaking
When you fall through the cracks it's a choice that you're making
When you step on a crack it's her back that we breaking
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9. |
Affirmation
04:08
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My thoughts and my feelings are my own
they come from nowhere but within me
My thoughts and my feelings are my own
they come from deep inside of me
What I feel is true
worthwhile
and belongs to me
No one can make me feel other
than what is true and correct for me
I used to say be careful
but now I say be carefree
the world is your oyster
if you open up you'll see
There is such things as love and hope and peace
it's time to be free
There is such things as love and hope and peace
it's time to be free
The sun keeps shining on my soul
I'm feeling like I'm finally free
I want to love and give and share
with all my family
And I feel it in my heart
and I feel it in my soul
and I feel it in my heart
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Eileen Motok Columbus, Ohio
Eileen Motok is a rock, folk, and country singer, songwriter and recording artist from Columbus, Ohio. She lead INTUIT, an alternative folk rock outfit with an eclectic, groovy, conscious vibe.
NEW MUSIC! Love & Folly coming soon.
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