From below through the coldness Of the northwestern forest Mists rise up and start to dissipate Ferns and fungi begin to awake Chorus: Silence lies deep inside Caressed by the needles of the pines I can find peace of mind Leaving all my troubled thoughts behind Walk the trails until the dusk Winding switchbacks draped with leaves and dust Somewhere a woodpecker plays his groove The last rays of the sun come shining through Chorus

What thinks it’s me Is thoughts, you see, Springing up organically From the soil Of the mind That lies before Below, behind Chorus: And they all dance around The sun is awareness Each thought is a cloud The sun bears witness to it all And they all dance around The sun is awareness Each thought is a cloud The sun bears witness to it all What’s really me Is also you We’re the doer Not the do The open field Where presence plays The game that Fills our endless days Chorus

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Chorus: Bop-shoo-wop, la-la-la-la-la-la-la Love is all we got, na-na-na-na-na-na-na Shooby-dooby-dee, la-la-la-la-la-la-la Everyone is free, na-na-na-na-na-na-na-na-na Verse 1: Whomever and whatever God may or may not be The creator and sustainer Wants you to be free Chorus Verse 2: If God requires us On penalty of hell To be obedient Then that’s not love at all Chorus Solo Bridge: But if God lives deep inside Of everything we see Then we’re living as we should And we’re already free Chorus

Verse 1: The first time I saw him was in1666 The 3rd of August and our talk went like this When he was 18 he took a winter walk He saw a leafless tree and this is what he thought Before too long this tree would have leaves & flower That’s when he was overtaken by the Spirit’s power Chorus: Brother Lawrence of the Resurrection He made a spiritual connection Brother Lawrence of the Resurrection For God he had a predilection, yes he did Verse 2: A Carmelite monk in the 17th century Washing pots and pans when suddenly he Led by the Spirit had a sense of God’s presence It was an experience far beyond pleasant Now he spends every single second Experiencing God’s immanent presence Chorus

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The tide got tired of her voyage And all the pesky seagull noises. She dove deep down into her depths And to this question came a "Yes." Chorus: "Are you aware in there?" Who’s asking and who’s saying? The mind’s the action of awareness. It’s all a game we’re playing. The cloud was feeling like so much fluff. He told himself, "Hey. that’s enough!" Turned around to face the sky. To his query, a "Yes" reply. Chorus Now ask yourself dear listener; Let your mind address awareness. Be you age-d or beginner, The answer will be, "Yes." Chorus 2xs

Truth is the polyphonous choir of the birds, Singing contrapuntally in the autumn woods. Truth is the bubbling laughter of the icy mountain creek, That tries to share the joke with you but can’t catch his breath to speak. Truth is the Morse code messages of headlights through guard rails. Truth is the cacophony of upturned garbage pails. Truth is in my heart like a seed that’s sprouting up. Truth is overflowing my heart as from a cup. And what does it mean to say the truth is in me? It means the truth is in you also; that is plain to see. The truth is also outside, as well as it is in, But remembering it’s inside is where we should begin. And the truth is love, and the truth is peace, And the truth is joy, but the greatest of these-- The greatest of these far and high above, Truth and peace and the greatest one is love! Love is the flock of geese that honks out affirmation. Love is the Pond at dawn who reflects in admiration The face she sees right back at you in all your natural beauty. Love is the hand scrawled prophecy on a window dull and sooty. Peace is acceptance given before repentance. Joy is mirth for the life we have on earth But the greatest of these great mysteries The greatest of these I shout into the breeze The greatest of these is love, the greatest of these is love

Instrumental Acoustic Guitar - Lance Eads

As I walked the mountain path, through the air, light & cold In search of the oracle to ask my question bold The chipmunks flanked my either side, chattered of my approach The cedar curtains parted to reveal the rocky peak so old Seated on a cedar stump, the Silver Marmot smiled As if to say, “I know why you’re here, my seeking child.” I laid down my offering of berries, roots, and flowers And prepared to enquire of his prescient powers Silver Marmot I know that you are wise among the beasts A prophet and a soothsayer unequalled in the least Still my question is so hard that maybe even you Do not know the answer and that makes me blue The Silver Marmot waited for my question to be voiced And I had traversed many miles because I’d made the choice To bring the question to him and to see what he might say Now the sun was sinking low as we neared end of day Silver Marmot humankind has not been very kind Hubris, fear, and ignorance have made us nearly blind The question that I ask of you, wise sir, is only this Can the world ever find peace if we don’t know what it is Then the Silver Marmot spoke in a voice of dirt and fire Truly the state of the earth does seem very dire Perhaps my skills of foresight have been oversold to you The future is a mist to me but this I know is true Humanity has hope and faith and love this trinity Can cause you from vain pettiness and violence to be free Two steps up and one step back ascend the mountain trail Working thusly I don’t think the sincere heart can fail I thanked the Marmot for his insight and followed the trail down My footsteps now lit by the moon to the cricket sound We will most surely fail if we don’t give it our all But as the Silver Marmot said, love, it is our call