A common thread binds us all through time and space
Copyright Jennifer Friedman 2005
Drums: Marshall VanStone
Bass: Aaron Friedman
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Creation
She walks alone to
the water’s edge,
a silver eagle running
through her hair
and she looks
high above and
she looks far below to
the stars and the moon and
thanks the lord for not
taking her too soon
A cloud above
seems to speak
her fate, the earth below
seems to echo
you are a child of god
you are creation
whithered skin and a
whithered face, but no less
beautiful in your grace
you are a child of god
you are creation
Copyright Jennifer Friedman 2005
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