06-07-2009, 06:01 AM
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The girl sat there and continued to listen to the older males song from his instrument. In her mind she was putting words together that would fit the mixed notes of the instrument that went along the wave of low to high notes. There was one song that could go along with the song he was playing. She put the song together from the stories that her mother told her and from the experiences from her journey. With a soft voice, she sang,
"Crimson lights the sky, the bird still asleep
Like a dream it shines, from heaven's safe keep
Children's songs we sung, as soft as the breeze
Endless fields, our home, I long for those days
I call out these prayers to the sky, heavy with thought, see your face
I carry these memories inside, thoughts of a soul colored by love
See me grow wings and fly high, passions will die down below
I burn in a basin of fire, watchers look on as they dance in their merciless sky
Watching me, watching you"
Flayra stopped for a split moment to let the song go on. With singing, there was always a moment when that the instruments play a tune. This song she put together was beautiful, it would go better with a piano, but a recorder
will do well.
"Silent black, the dawn, and time tell its tale
Darkened blood, it flows, the forest receives
Look within the dark as deep as you dare
There inside you find destruction you seek
I call out these prayers to the sky, heavy with thought, see your face
I carry these memories inside, thoughts of a soul colored by love
See me grow wings and fly high, passions will die down below
I burn in a basin of fire, watchers look on as they dance in their merciless sky
Watching me, watching you
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The girl sat there and continued to listen to the older males song from his instrument. In her mind she was putting words together that would fit the mixed notes of the instrument that went along the wave of low to high notes. There was one song that could go along with the song he was playing. She put the song together from the stories that her mother told her and from the experiences from her journey. With a soft voice, she sang,
"Crimson lights the sky, the bird still asleep
Like a dream it shines, from heaven's safe keep
Children's songs we sung, as soft as the breeze
Endless fields, our home, I long for those days
I call out these prayers to the sky, heavy with thought, see your face
I carry these memories inside, thoughts of a soul colored by love
See me grow wings and fly high, passions will die down below
I burn in a basin of fire, watchers look on as they dance in their merciless sky
Watching me, watching you"
Flayra stopped for a split moment to let the song go on. With singing, there was always a moment when that the instruments play a tune. This song she put together was beautiful, it would go better with a piano, but a recorder
will do well.
"Silent black, the dawn, and time tell its tale
Darkened blood, it flows, the forest receives
Look within the dark as deep as you dare
There inside you find destruction you seek
I call out these prayers to the sky, heavy with thought, see your face
I carry these memories inside, thoughts of a soul colored by love
See me grow wings and fly high, passions will die down below
I burn in a basin of fire, watchers look on as they dance in their merciless sky
Watching me, watching you
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