Holy City

Holy City Holy City Holy City Holy City…



You’re a voice in the wind in the trees

A voice in the wind in the breeze

You’re a voice in the wind in the trees

A voice in the wind in the breeze



We’ve got the inside medicine to end the inside war

The choice between right and wrong to make the spirit soar

And all the grandmothers of all time can rest assured

The tender loving hand of Her spirit will guide the soul.



Just do unto others as you’d have them do unto you

Just do unto others as you’d have them do unto you

Just do unto others as you’d have them do unto you



Love is something that must guide you to all good things

The dance of life inside you that makes your heart sing.



And all the grandfathers who ever gave a meal

Will sit around the table of the seeds that are real.



And we can live together inside the Holy Walls

The fruits of the spirit feed the children of the call.



And every dream and vision held in the doubt of frost

Will manifest in hope that was never really lost.



Just do unto others as you’d have them do unto you

Just do unto others as you’d have them do unto you

Just do unto others as you’d have them do unto you



Holy City Holy City Holy City…



You’re a voice in the wind in the trees

A voice in the wind in the breeze

You’re a voice in the wind in the trees

A voice in the wind in the breeze



You’re a voice in the wind in the trees

A voice in the wind in the breeze

You’re a voice in the wind in the trees

A voice in the wind in the breeze



Holy City Holy City Holy City…