Sharon Musgrave
Sharon Musgrave - Revolution Children lyrics
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Revolution Children You're the gateway to the garden Like a word to fertilize the soul You gather greatness like a temple in the sand You've inherited the world Take it away, see the possibilities Do you know what to say Will you talk about the greenery Children of the revolution Now the time has come To Learn the words of wisdom In passing dreams have spoken Destiny has come Children of the Revolution You're the magic of the future You are the ones where waiting for To walk in the sanity of the riots in the fields To clear the leak that's on the shore Take it away, see the possibilities Do you know what to say Will you talk about the greenery Children of the revolution Now the time has come To Learn the words of wisdom In passing dreams have spoken Destiny has come Children of the Revolution You're the prize possession In tomorrow's dream you are the core You are the promises of action You are the world you must endure Take it away... Selah When you look into her silence you will find a little creek The water trickles on the opals and the pebbles comfort her feet The forest trees chant melodies of bright ancestral songs She smiles to herself pleasantly, in that place, where she belongs Inward sings the sparrow dedicated and carefree Here you have solved all else this your discovery The velvet air breath speeches precious words that must be said The message is clear, sincere, simple, and so her mind is fed Enter with discipline renders the buttercup guarded by her bitter beauty Your utopia is vulnerable, beware, this your duty Render to us your motherly urge, to encourage and to care Women of great ability speak, while they're here An excursion to this place of hers, ordered by her temperament Is like a temple she built meticulously with love her only sentiment Telepathy, soul, nature, a forth a sixth sense This forms the composure of her temperance This delicate reflection is the strength of her forbearing This in all it's magnificence, is the euphony we're hearing How did it internalize, this blessedness, haphazardly? Tuneful are those notes, and chords and all those living harmonies Promptly urging the childish clouds happy as they gaze To send a few drops of secrets, this their gift, her praise, In this her backdrop, a picturesque location of content With love, bliss, without malice, this the place she's sent A freedom, so far away from scientific measures There is stored her life, her dreams In all it's earthly treasures.