John Trudell Raven
Descending Raven in fire of light
Ascending heat from my taken heart
Answering the call of the wild moon
I was there as she called my name
Couldn't help but give my heart away
Raven singing sounds made of night
Recognizing each other from before
Ravens gentle winds spread in flight
First time I've ever had this dream
Good nights ways of quickly passing
Good nights time can be everlasting
Bringing memory back more some more
No feeling of being misplaced
Had this need to be in love
Looking to her eyes I saw my need
Thirty hunger
Has to have a taste
No turning back from who we are
We are peoples of ancient star
Spirit helpers in time of need
Descendants of ancestral seed
Descending Raven in fire of light
Ascending heat from this taken heart
Answer the call of the wild moon
He was there as she called his name
Chocolate eyes
Escape in the vanilla village
Fugitives from the vanilla world
I ask her over the line
Is love a good word?
She said yes
Couldn't help but give my heart away
Raven singing sounds made of night
Recognizing each other from before
Ravens gentle wings spread in flight
Northern lights dance on my mind
Raven Jenny a brilliance of the sun
Moisture lasts in a worlds we know
We are a river the way rivers flow
