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  1. Standing Wave

From the recording Standing Wave

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Standing Wave

The sound of voices and faint laughter
As doves are released from their cage
The feedback holds and I’m the crafter
As I become a standing wave

The whole world’s a sanctuary
There’s no edge and there’s no brink
No need for odds and actuaries
The beginning’s closer than you think

We’ll be flying through the darkness at the speed of light
We’ll be counting supernovas on our way home

Into the depths of what began me
A prisoner released from a spell
The clock on the wall has no meaning
There is no time and it can’t tell

Open fields lay out before us
Your tracks covered by fallen snow
I remember all before us
And everything I’m letting go

We’ll be flying through the darkness at the speed of light
We’ll be counting supernovas on our way home
Accompanied by heavenly bodies on this ride
We’ll be changing but we’re never really gone

Through kaleidoscopic colors
Through the flood and the release
To forgive another is righteous
To forgive yourself is peace

In the balcony a choir
I think I’ve heard your name before
It seems so far yet so familiar
As we open up the door

We’ll be flying through the darkness at the speed of light
We’ll be counting supernovas on our way home
I can hear and see everything and I’m feeling alright
We’ll be changing but we’re never really gone

Can you feel your bones vibrating
Can you feel your body rise
A satellite connecting all creation
As we morph into the sky

Can you feel your bones vibrating
Can you feel your body rise
See it clearly as you’re levitating
With your new 360 eyes

Can you feel your bones vibrating
Can you feel your body rise
A satellite connecting all creation
As we morph into the sky

Can you feel your bones vibrating
Can you feel your body rise
See it clearly as you’re levitating
Heavenly bodies by our side

Lyrics C2016 David Blake Foster, Rocky Lane, Dennis Livingston