| Let the pendulum swing
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| Let the old guard surrender
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| It is a new day, a new world
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| A new language i wish to speak
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| The language of love
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| May i have the words i need to speak my truth
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| To translate my heart and my vision
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| To my beloved and his children
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| To all who come to sit at our table
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| Or walk with us through the market place
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| Or pray with us by the water
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| May i have the plain poetry to tell them how i feel
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| Or why there is pain
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| If the answers are mine to know
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| And if they are, i ask the spirit to let me share them
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| With a light heart, with laughter
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| Wth no expectation, with humility
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| But for the grace of thee, go i
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| May i know my innocence
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| Every moment of every day
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| May i be a child forever
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| Intoxicated by hot sand, cool winds, by love
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| By my own communication to the spirit
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| May my aliveness always be as loud
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| When i make love, as when i cry
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| May i see my own reflection in the mirror
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| And smile
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| My love
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| You are my teacher
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| And i surrender to your heart
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| The purest heart i’ve ever seen
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| Today i give you everything that is mine to give
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| My truth
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| All my innocence
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| And all my heart
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| I am yours
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| Let the dance begin
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| — julia |