I cry kindred soul Pull back your bow and let your arrow go Light up the totems written on the wall Wild cub standing very tall Uncle Uncle keep the boys all together Lost and found on the road to recover Each other A lover On a wild mustang I was spitting out flames The animal kingdom came We sang Well I was in need of the brotherhood A council of men who understood The bear climbed from his cave and looked Time to play And that's how we would pray When the evening came All through the day Creator I sang This is Hare Rama Pachamama Show the way
Goodnight, sun. Did you see me stretch and wave good morning? Goodnight, sun. And I love the way you look in the morning . . Sunset 8.27.18 Camel’s Back Park Sunrise 9.1.18 Quinn’s Pond (my view every morning)
We all must find our own way home But to live life like this takes much practice Breaking habits born into, and Oh, my love, we were created carnivores And much like dinosaurs, we will die But live forever, yes, forever In the soil from which we came❤️ . . We all interpret music in different ways. I remember reading an interview with Prince, he was asked 'What does this song mean?' to which he replied 'I don't know, what does it mean?' How we perceive music, lyrics, sound, story, it's all a reflection. @nahkobear@nahko_and_mftp . . Our adventure has only begun, our spirits are soaring but mine is racing. Where will we go next? . . What is 'your' song? . .