living is true art baby blue
I call my ancestors angels to come rise with thee
its time for you and I to be
knowing creation the tides gravity moon
rising from water wave flowing free
riding high is I looking at you aside
happy to grow the image show
pretending I sow planting each seed in me
proud as my Father breathing out life sea
living is true art baby blue me you
help help as I burn words for Gods account in lieu
come down ascending up and lets go for a ride
only if you are part of my pride pretty eyes
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