"Interestingly enough these things have happened many times before
where everyone was seeking an answer,
looking within, looking without, looking everywhere,
looking for the answer without knowing the question.
And what is the question?
Believe unto all things.
Believe unto all things.
Believe unto all things and things will come to nought.
Focus is the answer.
Focus on one thing.
To be one-pointed, to be one-eyed, to be one,
to be focused.
However things may come to pass it is to accept them as they are.
It is to accept what is given.
It is to accept what is before you.
Terrifying though it may seem, terrifying though it may seem,
There is nothing to fear.
There is nothing to fear because all will happen as it is meant to be.
How I will be touched is how we will all be touched
and I will be touched severely.
The sun is rising.
The sun is rising in the southern sky.
The sun is rising in the southern sky,
The southern sky is pink and gray.
The southern sky will be seen everywhere throughout the world
by all peoples and no one will understand
why the sun is rising in the southern sky.
There will be a lot of noise, a lot of crying.
There will be a lot of celebration
and people will ask what is the celebration about.
And people will say we are celebrating
the sun is rising in the southern sky.
And what does this mean? What does this mean?
The sun is life.
Life is rising.
A resurrection, a resurrection, a resurrection in the southern sky,
A resurrection in the southern sky
And he will come
And there will be great celebration.
There will be great celebration when people hear and know
of the resurrection in the southern sky.
We know more than we want to know.
We know more than we need to know.
Yet we know nothing.
We know all that we want to know.
And green is the colour. Green is the colour.
And green is the colour that will be there for all.
Green, the colour of love,
And the colour of love will be resurrected in the southern sky.
And the southern sky will open,
And the southern sky will open and we will enter.
And we will follow the resurrected one.
We will follow the resurrected one through the open sky,
the open southern sky
And we will meet with a mountain.
And we will climb the mountain.
Some will survive and some will not.
But we know all that we need to know.
We know all that we want to know.
And we know nothing.
Silver droplets sliver, sliver down the window,
The window of the soul.
The window of the soul will be opened.
The silver droplets will catch the sun.
The soul will be where it needs to be.
The soul will go where it needs to go.
The soul will leave the body behind.
The soul will enter the southern sky,
The soul will be one with the resurrected one.
The soul is the resurrected one.
The soul wil meet the mountain. The soul will rise above the mountain.
The soul will be where it wants to be.
The soul will go where it needs to go.
The soul has its purpose. The soul is fulfilling its purpose.
This soul is fulfilling its purpose.
This soul needs. This soul needs.
This soul knows what it needs.
This soul knows nothing.
This soul needs nothing.
This soul is whole.
This soul is complete.
This soul is free.
This soul is free to see the resurrected one.
And there will be great celebration.
And there will be great calamity.
And one in seven will go. And one in seven will see.
And one in seven will know.
And resting on the table is the message,
A message that is difficult to understand,
A message that is simple in its words,
A message that cannot be heard
Yet the message is on the table and the table is at hand.
And the hand is on the table
And his hand is on this land.
And the soul will rise.
The soul will meet the mountain
And the soul will go where it needs to go.
The soul will know what it needs to know.
And I will know nothing.
And the body will be left behind
And there will be great celebration.
Silver droplets, silver droplets, silver tears.
Hold the baby, hold the baby close to the heart,
Keep the baby warm,
Keep the child alive.
The wisdom of the child,
The wisdom of the child is to be admired.
The wisdom of the child is to be known.
The wisdom of the child is known.
Yet man knows nothing.
Machines, machines, mechanical machines,
Technological machines, computerized machines,
The soul will rise above.
The soul will go where it needs to go.
Darkness descends.
The soul rises in the light.
The soul will meet the mountain and rise
and will go with the resurrected one
into the southern sky.
And so it will be for eternity.
And so it will be.
And the blue light will shine,
And the blue light will reign.
The blue light will rain silver droplets against my window
And I will ask the question.
And the answer is on the table
And the table is at hand.
The blue light shines forever and swallows up this land,
But the soul will rise.
The soul will meet the mountain
and will follow the resurrected one into the southern sky.
The soul goes where it needs to go,
The soul knows what it needs to know,
Man knows nothing.
I know nothing.
Believe and it will be there.
Believe and it will happen.
Believe it is there
and you will see it is there.
You will see that it is.
You will see that it is.
You will know what it is.
It is at hand.
It is in your hand.
It will fill the land.
Silver droplets.
There is a plan. There is a plan.
And there will be great celebration,
And there will be calamity.
One in seven, one in seven silver droplets against my window.
The answer is on the table.
The table is at hand.
Tell it as it is.
Tell it as it comes.
Let the story be told of the resurrected one,
The rising of the sun in the southern sky.
Hold the child to your breast,
Hold the child to your heart,
Love the child, care for the child,
Take the child and travel.
Silver droplets against my window.
The child is on the table,
The table is at hand,
The children in the land are desperate for the love.
Money matters not. Money matters not.
Clothes will not be needed, clothes are left behind.
The soul will travel swiftly.
The soul will rise above.
The soul is love.
Give it time and you will know.
Give it time and you will know the message on the table.
The table is at hand.
Give it time. Give it time.
The resurrected one gives you time.
The message it will come.
Give it time.
The resurrected one, the rising of the sun in the southern sky,
In the southern sky.
I dont understand.
I can only listen.
I don't understand. I can simply say
The message on the table.
The table is at hand.
The answer is in my hand.
I have but to wait. I have but to hold.
I must give it time.
I must give it time and Raymond, he will rhyme.
Raymond, he does know.
He thinks I am very slow.
He talks of rising sun in southern sky,
The resurrected one.
He speaks of souls that rise, he speaks of souls who follow
the resurrected one,
who meet the mountain.
Some will climb, some will rise, some will live, some will die.
One in seven,
One in seven silver droplets on my window.
The soul knows.
I know nothing.
Raymond knows.
He tries to tell me and I listen and I listen
And he says
The answer is on the table
And the table is at hand.
The answer is in my hand and I must wait.
And I must wait because I do not understand
And Raymond says I'm slow,
I'm slow to understand,
But, yes, there is a plan and I must wait and listen more,
And he will once more
knock on my door and come to me and tell me
that the sun will rise in the southern sky.
The rising sun, the resurrected one
will rise in the southern sky.
One in seven will rise
And there will be great celebration
And there will be calamity
And some will live and some will die
And some will see but no, not I.
I don't understand and I must wait.
And I must wait.
The answer is on the table, the table is at hand,
The answer is in my hand and I must wait
And hold the answer in my hand.
One day I will understand
If I listen, if I wait
Until the rising of the sun in the southern sky,
When the resurrected one
Will pass me by?
No, not I. No, not I.
The soul needs. The soul knows what it needs.
The soul knows where it needs to go.
The soul knows.
The soul will rise like the rising of the sun in the southern sky.
The resurrected one won't pass me by.
The answer is at hand.
The answer is in my hand and I must wait.
Thank you, Raymond.
