MANTRA SUNRISE

WHY
I never ever wanted to be....
Some sort of savior
or anything.
you put your faith in
someone else.
Now Iím afraid I...........
canít help you any more.
And when tomorrow......
is locked inside your brain.
You will remember.....
your eyes begin to stare........
Why?...........
Please donít say it because Iím not listening.........

TIME OF YEAR
Iveí got a time of year for everyone.
What will I make of it......this time around.
Lost in a blue sky......the earth below......
No sense of tradition......the generations tear.
The birth of our timepiece...... indifferent society
Reflections of a lifetime.......
Itís so disillusioning.
Sometimes there comes a time when hearts arenít aligned
Where excuses are everywhere and loves hard to find
Then the seekers who follow some cosmic devine
Are allowed to behave without conscience in mind
For the wonderers of life there ainít no better place
Than a spiraling trail that leads into space
Though she wonít know the answers for quite a long time
Does anyone know at the end of the line?
Iveí got a time of year for everyone.
What will I make of it this time around?
Lost in a blue sky the earth below.....
the generations tears are falling from us.
The birth of our timepiece indifferent society.
Reflections of a lifetime.......itsí so disillusioning
I donít know what to feel
What will I make of it.........this time around?

DYING DAY
Twenty more nights will be crucified
Until the rivers are turning to grey
And if itsí over before we go to know the truth
one knows that something will stand in the way.
A whimsical notion must pass us by
Amidst the clearing of circular suns
And if the tide is just right.....just like the open sky
Then there is plenty of room for the one...
Where are we gonna go........what are we gonna do?
Whoís gonna show us the way......before we get to our dying day ?
Deserts of sand across the spotted land
give rise to textures of eternal decay
And though our bodies are truely a carbon base
We still return on our dying day
Itís sad to imagine what the world might be
If all the people remained on the land
And if nobody died, and everybody cried
Weíd be forever feeling bad.
Where are we gonna go.......what are we gonna do?
Whoís gonna show us the way.....before we get to our dying day?
Lifeís like the sea of ever changing tides
That washes in all the sand from the sea
And what it gives to the land..... it takes away the sand
Then leaves a message for you and for me.....

SLEEPING WHALES
Visiting this land of love
Life experienced from above
The melting of the glacial snow
Cracks the earth..... the rivers flow
From the mountains... fill the streams
Through the valley of our dreams
Decorate the desert floor
Warms the sun of evermore
The pastel forest coats the hills
The everglades the dafodills
The pristine beaty of the sea
Silent turn for you and me
Clear bright water add the sun
Force of life for everyone
Precious life the shell so frail
Just like tired sleeping whales

NORTHERN LIGHT
Through the rolling hills and through the trees
I seek my sacred dream
I close my eyes in the dark of the night
then breathe the life of a small northern town
Crimson light flowed through her hair
She gave life to me everywhere
We sang songs love of love and joy
And expressed our feelings with truth
Oh.......magical time......Iím gonna miss you
Oh.....northern light.....donít let me go
The pain of moving on.......So long
Will I be back some day.......With you......For you.......love you
Iím gonna miss you.......Move on so long
She took me high to the mountain falls
crystal pool of water below
I saw my life reflecting back at me..... all around everywhere
Suddenly in my lonely room, I saw myself sleeping there........
Oh.......magical time......Iím gonna miss you
Oh.....northern light.....donít let me go
The pain of moving on......so long
Will I be back some day.......With you......For you......Love you
Iím gonna miss you.......move on so long
Please donít leave.............
Happily, happily, happily, happily, life is but a dream.

YOUR HEART
How can I feel your heart
If I canít feel mine
Itís a shameful game
And yet I feel no shame
Who do you think I am
Could I be the thunder in the rain?
Or just the quiver in your plea.
How many times have I sent the same message
Just to go unseen
What makes the sun go around
Does it bring you down
And when the night falls
Who calls within your dream
Oh canít you hear me scream?
Iím not your soothsayer no more
And if you pay the penny poor
You can sing your own hyme
He ainít feeling so blue
Not like you

CASINO
Something in the water called to me
Pearched up on the shoulder of the sea
Love me.....In ways we (?)
Youíll have everything
We can realize your dreams
Sometimes I feel old
Older than.......what I am....
So.... now on this cliff I stand
nothing holding me
nothing ties me to this land
Take me into a deep embrace
I give everything
Oh thereís nothing left to waste
Sometimes I am bold
not tonight
I canít stand this emptyness..........

LAND OF SPRINAGAR
Go west my young one
Go west chase the sun
Spread the word my love
Tell them everyone
help them everywhere
let them feel the one
breathe on them my love all
give them hope my friend
Land of Sprinagar
Master of my dream
Song of timeless one all
help me love my world
blissful form take shape of
finder of the calm
keeper of the dawn
The son of the caller gave hope to the poor
He spoke of a time which the old never knew
His focus relentless a prisoner no more
The evil indulgence was cast to the shore
Warm are the shadows up above
We know no other way
Ignorance is the clouding of our love
Weíve gone astray
Crossfire all the time
Tortured in a losing world
Captured in the halls of pain
This ainít no shallow game
The second incarnation brought light to the soul
He spoke of his master with total recall
His disipline unwavered untarnished unscared
The science of mind is eternal for all
Eagerness for worldly activity
It kills the sense of spiritual unity
clear the mind of intellectual debris
Prepare for the grand final journey
What happens to us in this life is not as important as
what we impress upon the mind about the things that
happen to us. To detatch the mind from the senses
opens us to the infinite. The divine purpose of creation
is to uniquely manifest the special attributes of the soul
in the seekers time. For the master, the breathe link is
severed by choice, not by the rude intrusion of karmic
necessity.
Pass the knowledge on
show them how their wrong
land of Sprinagar
The master spoke softly as he passed on his word
The apprentice gazed clearly at his warm eyes so true
His words where like magic as they flowed from his tounge
And hereís what he whispered to the wise and the young.......
When we lose motivation to commit evil deeds
The netherword power shall freeze in itís act
When desire has vanished we cannot go wrong
For evil is powerless when weíre deaf to itsí call..........