I wrote this song/poem/message a little while ago in my book of random thoughts. A message that needs to be heard I was told. I was guided to a quiet place. The piano was there waiting. I trusted in my inner feelings that day. I followed the light without thought. I sat down, opened the book and played. The send off for all those who attended was very emotional.
End the War-machine. Peace x
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Words below
Tree Poet - Red Flowing Dreams
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A moment for them
brothers and sisters that have fallen
without a valid reason
ashes blowing in the wind
oh
things that I've seen
can really change a man's heart
places I've been
can make you re-evaluate and restart
soldiers running riots in the streets
peace keeping, bad dreams for keeps
not understanding is
the only way we could sleep
that day I re-opened my eyes
that moment I realised
that everything is not
quite as it seems
and the nightmares
run straight back to me
oh oh oh kids laying face down in the streams
of red flowing dreams
red flowing dreams
red flowing dreams
oh the taste of the ground
the fog in my eyes
the deafening crys
tracers lighting up the sky
the smell of burning life
the children in disguise
oh theres a man without his wife
can't believe she's gone
the tears are rolling on
the loss of fear is near
and the nightmares
they run straight back to me
oh oh oh kids laying face down in the streams
red flowing dreams
he said make me proud of you son
you'll become a man my son
but when I held that gun
I didn't feel proud at all
he said
make me proud of you son
you'll become a man my son
but when I held that gun
I didn't feel proud at all
oh a moment for them
brothers and sisters that have fallen
without a valid reason
sent like sheep to the slaughter
the sons and the daughters
that hear the sound and wonder
whats just around the corner
no love to be found
oh (pain)
and the nightmares
run straight back to me
oh oh oh
kids laying face down in the streams
red flowing dreams (angel calls)
ashes blowing in the wind
red flowing dreams
red flowing dreams
red flowing dreams
he said make me proud of you my son
you'll become a man my son
but when I held that gun
I didn't feel proud at all
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