
Lims, Legs Bones
- Marshalls Markings
- Jan 18, 2023
- 1 min read
Updated: Feb 19, 2023
It took a short, short time for us to grow
Limbs legs bones, a little soul.
Oh all I am, all I own
I'd give it to you freely
This I know.
And so on and on and on it flows,
Like the scared water hold up in those bones
We've come down,
A long old etheral road,
To get to understanding these most sacred calls.
To feel the breath in our lungs
To get to knowing we are just old souls made a little young. ✨️
So sing it to the skies we are born of this life
If suffering is scared then I've done my time,
To allow my soul to be scrubbed,
To know the things I have done have lifted someone else up.
So sing it to the waters that they might wash away
Any thing that we do not wish to stay
Sing to mother fire as she heats those bones
We are all elemental children made of the most ancient code.
It's all part of the show 🎵






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