SAME MOON ARISING

The white lily rears its pure and snowy head high into the sunshine
while it's roots are grounded in the slime of the darkened soil beneath
Unknown avenues of expression of the emotion of the ages
move to the music of the meter of the infinite thought

 Look beyond the midsts of uncertainty
to the clear shining of the sun
The footsteps of thought are slow
a shadow points forever

 Beneath the surface of the wind blows the calling card of life
deep beneath the surface, tiny voices calling time
When a storm is sure to come, as the thunder sounds the sky
when the wind is blowing strong, when the moon is full and high

 Same Moon Arising, Same Moon Arising

 Only at the knife's edge, bleeding, not in control
where the sparks are likely to strike, where it is risky there's a garden of growth
The method of learning is what we take with us, the thought of thinking soon flowers
the life of living grows into an art, the way of resolution towers

 Sold on lies of foriegn spies
we all think we have something to cry about
Brother blood save tomorrow
rear its pure and snowy head

 Same Moon Arising, Same Moon Arising
 
 

music and lyrics by Mark Austin
copyright 10-18-93