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Up
With Moonlight
(Sometimes
our emotions can purify us, blessing be to the Mother!)
Sometimes
I taste time, sometimes I taste time
Rolling down my cheek, as I lick, the corner, of my mouth
Sometimes
I trace time, sometimes I trace time
Dripping raindrops fall, as I touch, the window, where they land
Chorus:
Hollowed without my excuses, you hold me just right
Each thought of emptiness, you fill me up with moonlight
Till I'm filled up with moonlight, I'm filled up with the Mother light
I'm filled up with moonlight, I'm filled up with the Mother
Up With Moonlight
Sometimes
I hear time, sometimes I hear time
Crashing wave rhythms, as I hold, a sea shell, to my ear
Sometimes
I feel time, Sometimes I feel time
Swirling sand circles, that I touch, with fingers, that touched you
Chorus:
Hollowed without my excuses, you hold me just right
Each thought of emptiness, you fill me up with moonlight
Till I'm filled up with moonlight,
I'm filled up with the Mother light
I'm filled up with moonlight, I'm filled up with the Mother
Up with moonlight
©
1998 Aliah Selah/Spiral On Productions/Spiralonwords
Publishing/BMI
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