Wash Away the Day
© Mihirangi

You to me are one
With the things that I can see
I see to the heart of the beat
That keeps the ongoing passion in me
I’m flowing with the motions
Of the visions from my sleep
I wake with a restlessness
And I’m open to refreshing bliss
If I choose to be

I Mother my Brothers
Father my Sisters
Nurture God with all my Goddessness
And I keep away from the game
I touch my toes with the ground
And I’m feather floating
Light and sustained

And I wash away the day
With a look that came my way

I’ve got my hands in my pockets
And I don’t have a dime
But I thank God
Cause She’s a friend of mine
And I’m standing in Her sunshine
Dancing and clapping in time
Cause I’m holding the Divine
In the palms of my love lines

And I will wash away the day
With a look that came my way

I'm spinning from the sinning
of my heart that won't escape
I drown in an underground
of emotions that I crave
My fearlessness of a sensitive kiss
I am truly brave

Because I will wash away the day
With a look that came my way

Sweet Dreaming
© Mihirangi

A stranger was seeking
she couldn't find what to believe in
so she gave it all up to leave
her dreams behind
Now she's wondering and thinking
all that could have been has been
As she tucks her kids in bed she said
"Mama's got no story to tell tonight"

"Sweet Dreaming,
w hen you wake go and seek them".
As she this she'd wished
she had taken her own advice
"Sweet Dreaming
never ever stop believing,
never give up and never leave
your dreams behind".

Now Mama's all along
empty rooms and her kids have grown
And when she dreams she screams
"Mama's got no story to tell tonight"
She wakes up and there's a birdless dawn
there's no song to keep her holding on
And like that bird that couldn't fly
she falls from the tree of life

"Sweet Dreaming,
w hen you wake go and seek them".
As she this she'd wished
she had taken her own advice
"Sweet Dreaming
never ever stop believing,
never give up and never leave
your dreams behind".

So my story goes
it's not one that should be told
but is it a crime
that Mama left her dreams behind?

"Sweet Dreaming,
w hen you wake go and seek them".
As she this she'd wished
she had taken her own advice
"Sweet Dreaming
never ever stop believing,
never give up and never leave
your dreams behind".

Kulcha Nation
© Mihirangi

Eastern regimes versus western war machines,
playing piggy in the middle with the people in between.
There’s a war on tv that’s fooling you, fooling me.
A boxed view of the world is not the truth that we seek.
Control what you know and let your mind observe the flow,
it’s not what you hold, it’s how you let go.

Bad vibes, bad frequencies
and media conspiracies
wars of democracy,
when they’ve caged the kids as refugees.
You ignore your own responsibility
towards the world and your community.
Because you think that your life
has no guarantee

So this is a message from me to you and you to me…
No more repeats of boring warring histories.
Man that’s old school, education’s to blame.
We've gotta teach our kids about truth, compassion and change.
Don’t forget to mention our leaders redemption,
jubilation of cultural nations
with ritual and spiritual celebration.

The journeys that we choose in the bodies that we use
to recognize that we’re living in a muse.
External fashion, internal passion
and what do we use?… is the third world rations.
What we walk upon is beyond repair,
despair, are you really here?
We’re finished, diminished?
So make the change and live in the minute.

Make the change and live in the minute,
Both for me and for you to live in it.


Home
© Mihirangi

We’re home again my friend
Where our lives began
And the ending pretends
We’ve made it through this evolution
Trial after trial and tribulation
Tides of separation

I’m open to
Confide in you
The wildest believings
The oldest of teachings

I Anchor into a
Heart that swells with
Farewells and
Sacred good-byes
Of those we’ve left behind

And so what could I do
T to be so deserving of You
Where everything I wish for is
Home sweet home and through my
Mothers open doors

I know that the spells some keep
May be only skin deep
But what we find
In a mountainside
Will keep my spirit alive
In the glimpse of my Elders eyes

I see resides in you
And how you choose
And chose to be chosen
Knowing that your life
Has already been spoken
In Her Presence
Her Life of Essence
Her gift of Divine time
Prophesized to know that you’re
Here and what you have… is Life
Here and alive
I just wanna know that
You are here and alive

We’re home again my friend

Breathing
© Mihirangi

I'm breathing for the sake of time
take a look at the horrizon and it'll tell you
that a step back in life is beautiful, magical
to here and now I belong

If I hear birds sing and you see Angels fly
both are miracles for you and
I to hold onto, go stand in the sunlight
where it's beautiful and magical
cause what you feel is never wrong

The light that seeps through the trees
both you and I will breathe
And as I hold onto forever
Forever holds onto me
I smell the change in the weather
this is our reality
If we don't stop now we will never
just stand in the sunlight and breathe

There's so many reasons for me to be afraid
I've got monsters in my mind and
I can't chase my own demons away
There's ghosts in the government
Reapers in religion
Protocol, dominance and power
Whatever you want to believe in... but if

If I hear birds sing and you see Angels fly
both are miracles for you and
I to hold onto, go stand in the sunlight
where it's beautiful and magical
cause what you feel is never wrong

Deeper
© Mihirangi

Hold me brother don’t let go of me
I’ve been bowled over
There’s something standing over me
His shadow’s so deep he seeks
And captures each piece of me.

Forgive me father for I have deceived
It’s a sin to open for the
Holy male to see

My nakedness
My open bliss
My truth that is this
My love for a kiss
My faithlessness
Of the fear that exists
My truth is this…
It’s only God I would ever kiss

Hold me brother for I want to believe
How your hands could discover, uncover
To move and to make love to a
Woman as tainted as Eve

Hold me Father cause I have deceived
It’s a sin to be open for the
Holy male to see

I go deeper and deeper and deeper and deeper

My nakedness
My open bliss
My truth that is this
My love for a kiss
My faithlessness
Of the righteous requests
My truth is this
It’s only God I would kiss

Welcome To Our Country
© Mihirangi

Grandmama endured her pain for too long
And Grandpapa tried in vain to stay strong
And on, and on, and on, and on…
They keep holding on
And on, and on, and on, and on…
In hope and faith they belong

And She cried
“Welcome! Welcome!
“Welcome to our Country!”

Hidden genocide
Their people are trapped
Look out, look out, look out
For their backs
Kids crucified and we know the facts so
Get off, get off, get off their backs
If you just like white
And don’t like black
Then get out, get out
And give the land back
We want what’s right
We’ll help fight back
So come on, come on
Back on the dream tracks and

And She cried
“Welcome! Welcome!
“Welcome to our Country!”

Magician
© Mihirangi

There was a story told
Of an old man who sold
Black feathers from his hair
Some say its superstition
Some say he’s a prophetition
A wild wizard connoisseur

A mighty fine looking musician
A young man whose propositions
Gave all the women their fair share
He pulled the sword from the stone
But he got confused and instead got stoned
A Yin Yang Bang! A Buddha Boom Boom yeah

He joined the local boys, who were told
Of an old crone who sold
Pink vendettas to the local mayor
It was a cool crime they were committing
Cause they were hanging and they were chilling
The Rock Stars of St Kilda fare

He don’t wanna be a Rock Star
He don’t wanna be a Groove Star
He don’t wanna be a Pop Star
He just want’s to be a Shaker Shaker Mover

And then BANG! Super Man shoots Robin Hood
Became the underdog of Hollywood
And came cashing in on the local wears
He caused a scene with the Black Gypsy Queen
The town stood around while they watched her scream
Then someone said sorry’s just a souvenir

Then the town blamed the local Friar
Branded and framed a falsifier
A black magic wizard monsieur
Don’t say his name it’s superstition
He claims the fame of the magician
He’s just the Rock Star of St Kilda fare


Freedom
© Mihirangi

Don’t turn
Or look the other way

Do we look the other way
In hope that we can hide it
Conversation is too late
It don’t stop the fighting
Look a child in the face
Whose freedom is erased
And see yourself in their eyes
See yourself in their eyes
With a child’s mind

I hope and have faith
That the people will be rising
Brothers and Sisters will wake
One love unifying
And the children will escape
The war and its fate
With freedom in their eyes
Freedom in their eyes
With a child’s mind

No more corruption for the children this time
Peace and love for the children this time

Then one day a man came
Who gave his son a gun
And said, “Aim son aim”!
But he didn’t play
He didn’t play his fathers games,
He said “I’m free to be me
I don’t need to fight to be free”.

He turned
And walked the other way

And our children cried
“FREEDOM”!