Story Behind The Song
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| Song Length |
4:29 |
Genre |
Unique - Soundtracks, Unique - Children |
Lyrics
THE BIOSPHERE ~ TIME'S EARTHLY ROUND
Great Grandmother Galaxy says, the Biosphere is the name of Earth's farthest shore of time. This shore of time defines the limit of time's Earthly round.
The Biosphere is the farthest shore from Earth's beating crystal core. The Biosphere is where Earth's children root and take their shapes in time. Every living form of the Biosphere is a child of the Earth equal to all the other children of the Earth. Seen from the eye of the hawk, the Biosphere is a dancing veil of green light draped across the planet's twisting mountains and windswept plains.
At any time in the long cycle of becoming, the amount of life in the Biosphere has remained the same. Within the Biosphere there is nothing but motion and change. Day out and night in, the sphere of time remains constant and stable.
The Biosphere in time never leaves the power of the universal spin. This is Mother Earth's economy. If ever one life form dominates other life forms, then the Biosphere reorganizes itself. When a reorganization occurs, a new time also occurs. In a new time, new life arises. All life forms become equal to each other once again. In this way, by drawing on the rounding power of time, the Biosphere keeps its balance.
MY POWER OF TIME ~ song
My power of time lets me spin like a ball
My magnetic poles bring me knowledge of all
At the farthest shore from my beating heart
The Biosphere lives turning time into art
Not just molecules in rainbow sprays
But clouds and flowers as endless as days
My Biosphere is my cosmic veil
The in and out of my galactic mail
Love letters sent from the Hunab Ku
Sun and Moon ringing me to you
Everything turning in rhythm to time
Everyone singing the very next rhyme
Child of the future called humanity
Has the Biosphere called you, are you noble and free?
When tomorrow comes what will you see?
What will you know of Turtle and Tree?
Love letters sent from the Hunab Ku
Sun and Moon ringing me to you
Everything turning in rhythm to time
Everyone singing the very next rhyme
When tomorrow comes what will you see?
What will you know of Turtle and Tree?