Dancing Miracles hold my hands. We are here to understand. Feel the heartache upon this land. Reach out brother and make a plan. Greet your neighbor, find a friend, forever we live in the wind. We are brethren each and every child. Hold the hands while it seems so wild.
Merry Christmas, heal my soul. Know God gives comfort, it could be gold. Share a present and feel the love. You are my gift from above. We are salvation if you hear the call. The place of brotherhood we dew fall. Stars from heaven glow your light, let my heart alleviate plight.
Miracles hold my hand. Tell me we are going to the promise land. Milk and honey fill my soul. I believe miracles they have been told (prophecies are stories told, let us hear with a heart of gold, dream brothers and sisters, dream).
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Sacred Song Blessings, gift all a good song, because you are perfect in all that does song. Our hearts reach into heaven, and we flood, with a sound, the music of Angels, that gift us pure sound. I want you to know, that you are part of God, the echo, that lingers till light hits the "Dawn". And we are the magic, that children who know, the heart always has pureness, like the blessed snow!
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I bless the sacred nine directions in you, my relative of the blue. Welcome into our hearts. Welcome into the new view. Blessings you forever, in the Wind and it's true!