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Who you are is what you love and what you need,
Wrapped in your heart in all the things that you believe,
Shine your light in a paradise, sailing up to heaven’s seas,
You were born of amazing love and running wild, running free,

Who you are is how you love everything you see,

And oh how I love everything about you, -my baby,

What you need, what you believe, heart’s paradise, wild and free,

Shining up to heaven in amazing love; everything you see wrapped in your love,

...and my heart quivering anxious beats, for girl you’re everything I need,

…ever wanted or imagined, flamboyant jester for your passions.

From what’s below so as above and here I stand frozen by your love,

To gaze forever 'like-some-ancient-Greek,' and girl you’re everything to me,

Who you are is what you love and what you need,
Wrapped in your heart in all the things that you believe,
Shine your light in a paradise, sailing up to heaven’s seas,
You were born of amazing love and running wild and running free,

And girl you’re every-thing to me,

Who you are is what you love and what you need,
Wrapped in your heart in all the things that you believe,
Shine your light upon the paradise, sailing on up to heaven’s seas,
What you need, what you believe, heart’s paradise, wild and free,

And girl you’re every-thing to me,

And girl you’re every-thing to me,

Wrap your heart in all the things…

And girl you’re every-thing to me,

Who you are is what you love and what you need,
Wrapped in your heart in all the things that you believe,
Shine your light upon the paradise, sailing on up to heaven’s seas,
What you need, what you believe, heart’s paradise, wild and free,*

And girl you’re every-thing to me…
I’m following Jesus!
I AM FOLLOWING JESUS!
Jesus…oh, Jesus,
I AM FOLLOWING JESUS!

I’m following Jesus!
I AM FOLLOWING JESUS!
Jesus…oh, Jesus,
I AM FOLLOWING JESUS!

In foot-steps, in knowledge,
From grade-school to college,
All my life spent with Jesus,
My father, my mother,
ALL MY LIFE SPENT WITH JESUS!
My siblings, my brother,
In this life….no other,
All my life spent with Jesus!
Yes, all my life spent with Jesus…

I’m following Jesus!
I AM FOLLOWING JESUS!
Jesus…oh, Jesus,
I AM FOLLOWING JESUS!

Who do, -you think you are?
Life without him, -will you go that far?
What’s a life without Jesus?
What’s a life without Jesus?

JESUS! MY BROTHER!

Taught by father, -and mother,
The great book, -teachings of Jesus!
Proverbs, reason and his death!
All my heart for my Jesus,
All my life spent with Jesus!

I’m following Jesus!
I AM FOLLOWING JESUS!
Jesus…oh, Jesus,
I AM FOLLOWING JESUS!
Jesus…oh, Jesus,
I AM FOLLOWING JESUS!

I am following Jesus…
I am following Jesus…
“And the first beast was like a lion,
and the second beast like a calf, and
the third beast had a face as a man,
and the fourth beast was like a flying eagle.”
-Revelation 4:7;


The Sun is the same…
The Sun is the same…
The Sun is the same man as me,
The Sun is the (Say-Ame) Man as me,
No, the Sun is the same…
The Sun is the same…

The Sun is the (Say-Ame) Man as me,
It follows the path of culture’s dream.
The southern skies aren’t what they seem.
The Sun is the (Say-Ame) Man as me,
Yeah, the Sun is the (Say-Ame) Man as me,

The horns of god stab through the trees,
The wings of the bird, -now it’s trav-el-ling,

The Sun is the (Say-Ame) Man as me,
The Sun is the (Say-Ame) Man as me,

A screaming Eagle punish-ing,
Judgment of Lions sets you free,
And the Sun is the (Say-Ame) Man as me,

The Sun is the (Say-Ame) Man as me,
Sky of light, -his shining sea,
Horns of the Bull pierce through the trees,
Eagle, Lion, -Man and Ox you see?

The Sun is the (Say-Ame) man as me,
The Sun is the (Say-Ame) man as me,
The Sun is the (Say-Ame) man as me,
Yeah, the Sun is the (Say-Ame) man as me,
Yeah, the Sun is the (Say-Ame) man as me,

The Sun is the same…
The Bible contains a riddle that is a clue to the origin of the works contained in it. This clue is the multi-faced angel found in the beginning and end of the Bible. Each, "face," is a face of the sun in mythology. Greeks saw the sun as a lion, Egyptians as a bull, Sumerians as an eagle and Celts as a man. Therefore the Bible is a collection of Sumerian, Egyptian, Greek and Celtic mythology. Greeks were, at one point in history, the world's inscribers and would often times write books for other cultures in that culture's language to make it appear authentic as coming from said culture. It is a possibility that Hebrews collected works and had them written in their language as the Bible.
It’s the Eye of the Sun,
                                     -staring down at me…

At night the mind of the Moon,
                                                  -so bright it’s all you see…

Seven Glorious Ones, Horus-Follower’s sons,
                                                   -and the cycle’s complete; time for a repeat!

Magic year, magic mind, Ozymandias seat,
                                                               a­ magic moment in time, 'ten found-on-the-line,' -mark a place where you'll be.                                                              ­                                                                 ­                                                                 ­                           
At the steps are the ones, ancient Kings of the Sun.
Torn apart by the people, when the harvest was done,
And solar barque crosses Styx, to the gates of Ammon…
Riders come from the steppe to see the death of the one,
Ancient King of the Sun redeem the land and the seed…
                                              -Rises up as Orion, again, and now he’s freed!


It’s the Eye of the Sun and the Lion is free, roaming over the lands, now the cycle’s complete…
The constellation of Orion represents the resurrected god or king. The seven glorious ones are the six northern pole stars and one southern pole star. Ancient Egyptians were Scythian making them Celts. Celts blamed their king for ill fortune and killed their kings as a sacrifice to god to rectify misfortune begetting the people.
You know Eight Owl City,
                                           -ain’t where I’m from?

You know the past isn’t pretty,
                                                -why are you dwelling there son?

You know every thought’s a lifetime,
                                                       ­    -of hands wringing, hands wrung?

Forget the past, see the future now,
                                                        -Dip­-dap-a-looma lung.

Dip-dap-a-looma lung,
A dip-dap-a-looma lung,
Dip-dap-a-looma lung,
A dip-dap-a-looma lung,

Storm on the horizon,
                                   -thunder in the air,

Crack-O-lightning split the skies now,
                                                            ­ -ignore the clouds their always there…

You know Eight Owl City,
                                         -is just a place to hide your mind?

Life is hard, it ain’t pretty,
                                          -lost in a place out of time.

Get out your head or you’ll eat yourself,
                                                       ­          -consumed by paranoia, -rage!

Forget the past; see your future now,
                                                            ­-all you do in life is age.

Dip-dap-a-looma lung,
Hands wringing, hands wrung,
A dip-dap-a-looma lung,
Hear me now as it’s sung,
Dip-dap-a-looma lung,
A dip-dap-a-looma lung,

Dip-dap-a-looma lung,
A dip-dap-a-looma lung,
Dip-dap-a-looma lung,
A dip-dap-a-looma lung,
"Eight Owl City," was the original Sumerian name for Heliopolis in Egypt.
I forgot the things that I know, the stories surrounding what’s been told, my lover’s heart is frosted cold cause I can’t live without you baby.

The water-wheel of that old mill,
the wildflowers growing on that hill,
the small town life, it moved so slow,
gave us time to get to know,
each other's hearts and let love grow...

…so fruitful all the time we had,
through thick and thin, good and bad,
but eventually you had to go-oh.

I forgot the things that I know, the stories surrounding what’s been told, my lover’s heart is frosted cold but I can’t live without you baby.

I cast your ashes in the stream,
beneath the water-wheel that made you beam,
that smile I will not forget and all the happiness that came with it,
and here I sit alone and sad, reflecting on the times we had,
coastal waves to pink sunset, on that first day that we met,
some later rainy but not to wet, -still I couldn’t live without you baby.

And I forgot the things that I know, the stories surrounding what’s been told, my lover’s heart now frosted cold, forced to live without you baby,

I forgot the things that I know, the stories surrounding what’s been told, my lover’s heart is frosted cold cause I can’t live without you baby.

I can’t live without you baby,
I can’t live without you baby,
Here I am without you baby,
I can’t live without you baby…

Forget the things that come and go, those stories surrounding times of old, your lover’s heart will not grow cold when you can think about your baby,

I can’t live without you baby,
I can’t live without you baby,
Here I am without you baby,
I can’t live without you baby…

...here I am without you baby...
This is for my Father who lost my Mother on 3/14/2014.
soft spoken intro

The tree,
With its lights,
***** and tinsel,
Garland, excitement,
Of these nights,
The mistletoe and a star…
Ornaments,
See the candy canes,
Icicles,
And a door wreath,
On a cold,
Snowy Christmas Eve!  

Toys of Elvin-creation gleam, faces of the children they smile and beam, pitter-patter sounds of feet stomp -ing; it’s a cold snowy Christmas Eve!

A night of magic you won’t believe; it’s a cold snowy Christmas Eve!

Santa Claus and Christmas-time, sing a-long with our cheery rhyme, nothing ever feels so fine; it’s a cold snowy Christmas Eve!

A night of magic you won’t believe; it’s a cold snowy Christmas Eve!

Spicy scent of pumpkin pies, hear the reindeer when his sleigh arrives, toting presents that jolly guy; it’s a cold snowy Christmas Eve!

A night of magic you won’t believe; it’s a cold snowy Christmas Eve!

Santa, St. Nick, Sinterklaas, around the whole world in one night -no pause, and a childhood feeling that’ll never be lost; it’s a cold snowy Christmas Eve!

A night of magic you won’t believe; it’s a cold snowy Christmas Eve!
Tally-**! Jolly-fun! The night ain’t over till Santa’s done; a night of magic you won’t believe, it’s a cold snowy Christmas Eve!

It’s a cold snowy Christmas Eve!

A cold snowy Christmas Eve!
What did you say to me?
How did you say to be?
Scent of the flowers sweet,
I fell off the path; the beat.
Metamorphoses buzzing creep.

Bumblebee, Bumblebee

Nectar pollen and wiggle-dance,
Tear off the shirt and pants,
Without it I’m incomplete,
Rotting in self-defeat,
Awashed in a wild sea,

Bumblebee, Bumblebee

Buzzin’ so high and flyin’
Honeycomb drunken Mayan,
Falling west, rising east,
The party will not surcease,
While I am the Bumble-beast!

Bumblebee, Bumblebee
I am the Bumblebee,
Bumblebee, Bumblebee
I am the Bumblebee

The flight it takes off and from,
As flowers of life become,
Praying up to the Sun,
What am I imagining?  (image-gen-nun)
August vino de lum

Bumblebee, Bumblebee
Bumblebee, Bumblebee
I am the Bumblebee,
Bumblebee, Bumblebee
I am the Bumblebee
I was standing tall,
…in the shadow of the Sun.

Lived a life and saw it all,
…in the shadow of the Sun.

Oh in the shadow of the Sun, there’s no place you can run,
There ain’t no place you can hide, ‘til the solemn day you have died.

Everywhere on the Earth,
You’re in the shadow of the Sun.

No matter what you’re worth,
You’re in the shadow of the Sun.

All the ancient days of the world, far away from the old swirl,
You’re in the shadow of the Sun, that great prince won’t be undone.

In the shadow of the Sun,
  In the shadow of the Sun,
In the shadow of the Sun,
    In the shadow of the Sun,
In the chaos of the city, City!
Where the wolven on the prowl,
Hot legs and looking pretty, leather skirt and upturned scowl,
You know it won’t discourage ditty, it only raises lustful howls,
In the chaos of the city, (pause)…a hunter’s stalking you now-ow-ow! (nowel)

In the chaos of the city, City!
Out at night you wanna dance, (day-ance)
To the animals you’re pretty, in those heels with that prance, (pray-ance)
In the chaos of the city, wolves are out to bed you down, (day-oun)
In the chaos of the city, tonight it’s *** out on the town, (tay-oun)

In the chaos of the city! City!
While trailing scent all a-round, (a-ray-ound)
Curvy-body, lookin’ at-cha (pause)… my teeth glistening, open mouth, (may-outh)
They’re not asking for much yeah, won’t be saying baby please,
Wolves you know they’re gonna hunt-cha, strutting past Ole’ factories,
Drivin’ n’ dancing yah, till you’re exhausted on your knees,

In the chaos of the city, City!
Out at night you wanna dance, (day-ance)

To the animals you’re pretty, Pretty!
In your heels they watch you prance, (pray-ance)

In the chaos of the city, City!
Wolves are out to bed you down, (day-oun)

In the chaos of the city, City!
Tonight it’s *** out in the town, (tay-oun)

In the chaos of the city, City!
In the chaos of the city,

In the chaos of the city, City!
Feel his claws up on you now…

Ooh-Ooh, …In the chaos of the city,
In the chaos of the city,
In the chaos of the city,
In the chaos of the city…
Lyrical poetry or song.
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