The myth of Ulalena

Of that ocean song

Eyes of white pueo

See the one in all

The more I lose my words

The more I'm coming home

Let the mind grow humble

Let that spirit roam

Thread it through the thunder

Let the sky mouth sing

Through the black light rainbow

Mother spoke to me

Don't you carry stones

Don't you carry stones

Don't you carry stones

Don't you carry stones

Don't you carry stones

Don't you carry stones in your bowl of light

In your bowl of light

In your bowl of light

In your bowl of light



Where we drove upcountry

Our feet stained in the red

Laid some good good prayers down

She said, I see you child, I see you there

We forget and remember

And we forget again

But this life is a circle

And it's coming back around

Coming back again

Don't you carry stones

Don't you carry stones

Don't you carry stones

Don't you carry stones

Don't you carry stones

Don't you carry stones in your bowl of light

In your bowl of light

In your bowl of light

In your bowl of light



Oh yeah



Oh creator, I can hear you

Thank you

This is my offering,

All I'm saying is Thank You



Oh creator, I can hear you thinking

This is my offering,

All I'm saying is Thank You



Thank you, thank you

Thank you

Yeah, thank you



Don't you carry stones in your bowl of light

Don't you carry stones

Don't you carry stones in your bowl of light

Don't you carry stones

Don't you carry stones in your bowl of light

Don't you carry stones

Don't you carry stones in your bowl of light

Don't you carry stones