No one's slave, I am no one's master.
No one's slave, I am no one's master.
On my grave they will write this
After I am gone.
I will be gone.
And then my flesh will go
To the earth it lived on,
Breath will go to the air
It lived from.
I am through with the pain of my lying,
Had my fill of the cruelty and crying,
Paid my dues in the land
Where the dying desert grows.
And now I know.
I am looking out for a new perspective,
Listening out for a new directive
Going back to the land of my Mothers
I will walk with my Sisters and Brothers
We will share what is good for each other
In our love.
It is a love.
It is the love
That brings you the invitation.
Listen now to my invocation:
Mother Earth I was nearly the end of you.
Please accept
My desire to be friends with you.
Now I know just how much I depend on you
For life.
You are my life.
You are that life that grows
In the flesh I'm weaving.
Life that blows in the air I'm breathing.
I'm as strong as a tree on a mountain.
Free and full as a fresh flowing fountain.
Bright and clear as the stars beyond
Counting in the night.
I am that light.
I am the light
That shines in a million people.
In my sight every life is equal.
No one's slave, I am no one's master
No one's slave, I am no one's master
On my grave they will write this
After I am gone.
No one's slave, I am no one's master.
On my grave they will write this
After I am gone.
I will be gone.
And then my flesh will go
To the earth it lived on,
Breath will go to the air
It lived from.
I am through with the pain of my lying,
Had my fill of the cruelty and crying,
Paid my dues in the land
Where the dying desert grows.
And now I know.
I am looking out for a new perspective,
Listening out for a new directive
Going back to the land of my Mothers
I will walk with my Sisters and Brothers
We will share what is good for each other
In our love.
It is a love.
It is the love
That brings you the invitation.
Listen now to my invocation:
Mother Earth I was nearly the end of you.
Please accept
My desire to be friends with you.
Now I know just how much I depend on you
For life.
You are my life.
You are that life that grows
In the flesh I'm weaving.
Life that blows in the air I'm breathing.
I'm as strong as a tree on a mountain.
Free and full as a fresh flowing fountain.
Bright and clear as the stars beyond
Counting in the night.
I am that light.
I am the light
That shines in a million people.
In my sight every life is equal.
No one's slave, I am no one's master
No one's slave, I am no one's master
On my grave they will write this
After I am gone.
Contributed by adriana - 2013/4/27 - 15:17
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