Air and everything

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April 25, 2010

I know the waking winter preistess, she can hear my calls
And in the air theres blowin
A whisper falls,

Lady you knew you were walkin, you knew it all,
By the mountain runnin stream
by the cedars tall

And here is another, one more burnt out way
I'd try to talk here truly, If you had something to say

And does it matter that I'm standin, does it matter to you?
Can I speak here of the spirits, and of a sky blue
Could you hear Bobby Dylan, could you here him chant?
I'm here tryin to be like the crazies and babe...Oh babe I just can't.

And the fire dancer drummin, she knows me all to well
Our comrades they have left us, I know that she can tell
Don't tell me son this room is empty, 'cause its breakin in its tone
I'm dancin with the spirits, and the spirits they dance alone...

Rented binoculars and blown down towers must now be returned to Earth
Green is growin, and time is now, for you babe and your birth
and fire and freinds and the love they send, I'm attached, no its not right
Nobody said you gotta stay, but we breath air tonight.