up to the hill top

dance hands, canon digital rebel xt

My husband introduced me to this song tonight. He turned it up so I could hear the lyrics as we both created up in our loft. As I listened, I felt chills. Something deep within was tugging at my soul. I heard my tribe calling to come dance on the hill top. To surrender our fears, to gather in a circle and roar and dance. On this hill top, we fully embrace and celebrate the marvelous beings that we are.

While listening to this song, I could sense it, taste it...my skin felt cooled by the moon and my heart felt free and wild.

Soon sweet tribe...soon.

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There are witches in the hills calling my name
saying come join us sister, come kiss the flame
Come dance in the moonbeams, ride the night wind
make love to the darkness and laugh at man's sins

I shiver with delight, I shiver with fear
my heart wants to go but my soul's filled with fear
So I turn to my lover and ask what do I do
do I answer their call or stay here with you
But under spell of deep sleep he moans and turns away
taking his protection and my desire to stay
So I rise to the hill tops, I ride the night winds
I make love to the darkness and laugh at man's sins

~ Cowboy Junkies

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