May joy flow from my flute—woebegone. I shall sail across the sea of tears. The wind says it's time to move on take all my sleepless nights. My heart dances with thunder laughing in endless waves. Who are you that can make a song? Make a song with my flute —woebegone. Stranger, give me a symphony never heard of, never sung. Make my ship float across with your upstream wind. A soul I have never seen pulls my heart, who could stay? I lost my hopes of a home. I fall headlong into the stars. Call of the wild, sing through my flute — woebegone. |
Jan 1, 2013
May joy flow from my flute
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Devotion - Puja
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