scoring right
a matching song for portland band
marching upon the streets and land
carrying thy axe up into sky flowing victory
watering each moment secretly
knowing planning leading light
scoring right time and sine win
Pioneer of the Sky
To mold and visualize my picture through. Looking to the sky for guiding me on my next to do. I am thinking each word I present to the day, Would wiggle, worm, and forage the way. To bring about the new frontier, Where I dwell being the great pioneer. For my Father from your Son, I am patient in obeyance dreaming one. To mold, to shape, to dream anew, My picture forming a path in view. Eyes cast high where the heavens scene, Guiding whispering stirring thy stream. Each word a seed, it moves, it grows, Wiggling forth where wisdom flows. A frontier rises, vast and clear, Where I stand tall, the great pioneer. Father above, from your chosen Son, Obeyance deep, the dreaming one. Patient hands, a faithful heart, Building creation, your divine spark.
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