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Always Home
Rowing my boat on a sea of emptiness,
Gently, slowly
Rowing my boat on a sea of emptiness,
All is holy
Shalom, shalom, Om, Om, always home.
Shalom, shalom, Om, Om, always home...
Rowing my boat on a sea of illusion,
Calmly, joyfully,
Rowing my boat on a sea of illusion
Blessing everything I see
Shalom, shalom, Om, Om, always home
Shalom, Shalom, Om, Om always home...
Rowing my boat on a sea of sorrow
Calmly, mindfully
Rowing my boat on a sea of sorrow,
May all who hear this song be free
Shalom, shalom, Om, Om, always home.
Shalom, shalom, Om, Om, always home...
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This life is sacred, every step,
Every heartbeat, every breath,
Leave life with no regrets,
Come join the caravan of love...
This life is holy, precious child,
Every teardrop, every smile,
Come rest your weary head a while,
Here on the caravan of love...
Ooh... Come just as you are,
Ooh... You're a bright, shining star,
Every flower, every tree
Every you and every me,
Fits together perfectly
Here on the caravan of love...
Ooh... We dance beneath the sun,
Ooh... We turn as One...
This life is sacred, every step,
Every heartbeat, every breath,
Leave life with no regrets,
Come join the caravan of love...
Come join the caravan of love...
Words and Music by Ron Das
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Standing like a tree with my roots dug down,
My branches wide and open,
Come down the rain, come down the sun,
Come down the fruit to the heart that is open to be
Standing like a tree..
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We are the flow, we are the ebb,
We are the weavers, we are the web,
We are the flow, we are the ebb,
We are the weavers, we are the web...
Standing like a tree with my roots dug down,
My branches wide and open,
Come down the rain, come down the sun,
Come down the fruit to the heart that is open to be
Standing like a tree..
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So many angels out there
Living right down the block,
In my despair, my darkest hour,
They show up,
Sometimes they bring a homemade dinner
Or just sit and talk,
And without knowing, they show me,
The face of God.
So many angels out there
So many angels out there
So many angels out there.
I was boarding the plane
When I got the call,
I could hear my brother's voice shaking,
Saying "he's gone, he's gone, he's gone",
Through my tears I found my seat
When a stranger next to me,
She took my hand, and she said "honey,
Hold on, hold on, hold on",
So many angels out there
So many angels out there
So many angels out there.
There was a girl who helped my mother
In the old folk's home,
She made her laugh, she brushed her hair
And put her makeup on,
She didn't know she was my hero
With her gentle ways,
She had no fame, she had no money,
But she was filled with grace.
So many angels out there
So many angels out there
So many angels out there.
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When I hear you speak, I feel mountains move,
I hear angel's wings, and I see living proof
Of the miracle and the mystery
How amazing grace can touch our hearts and set us free,
When I hear you speak, I get the message clear,
Whenever two or more are gathered I know God is here
When you share your pain, only love remains,
Oh, when you speak your truth, I hear God in you
When you speak your truth, I hear God in you...
So here's to the bitter truth, here's to the tears we cried,
Here's to the wreckage of our past we could no longer hide,
Here's to the hands we hold on our darkest nights,
To every step that brings us closer to the light,
When I hear you speak, then I understand
How the broken place inside us can be healed again,
And after all the pain, only love remains,
Oh, when you speak your truth, I hear God in you...
I can't find my way alone,
Sometimes I feel so lost and far from home,
Won't you light a candle in the dark once more?
When I hear you speak, it brings me to my knees,
I feel Mother Mercy reaching out to comfort me,
And after all the shame, only love remains,
Oh when you speak your truth, I hear God in you,
When you speak your truth, I hear God in you,
Oh, come and speak your truth, I need to hear God in you...
Words and Music by Ron Das
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The words I have to say
May well be simple but they're true,
Until you give your love
There's nothing more that we can do,
Love is the opening door,
Love is what we came here for,
No one could offer you more,
Do you know what I mean?
Have your eyes really seen?
You say it's very hard
To leave behind the life we knew,
But there's no other way,
And now it's really up to you,
Love is the key we must turn
Truth is the flame we must burn
Freedom, the lesson we must learn
Do you know what I mean?
Have your eyes really seen?
Love is the opening door,
Love is what we came here for,
No one could offer you more,
Do you know what I mean?
Have your eyes really seen?
Written by Leslie Anne Duncan
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Ron Das performs around the country at Spiritual Centers and retreats with his wife Terry Burns as the duo Burns and Kristy. Please feel free to download any part or all of the music. However...
any donations (dana) would be GREATLY appreciated, and will help Ron Das and Burns and Kristy to continue to create and perform music for the spiritual journey.
