We sat next to him at an assembly once and we can’t carry a tune so it was intimidating! He has an amazing voice!
We do know where he lived at one point, but may have moved and don’t want to dox him
I remember pointing this fact out to an elder at the convention, that the music was not produced by the society and it was from a "wordly" source, and he said " No, they would never do that"
I'm Bread, I'm Peace, I'm More
Letras de canciones (Español)
I am, I am, I am
I’m water, beach, sky, house, plant
I’m sea, Atlantic, wind and America
I’m a bunch of sacred things
mixed with human things
How do I explain mundane things?
I was child, crib, teat, roof, blanket,
plus fear, cuteness, screams, tears, race
then they mixed in their words
or they averted their gaze
something happened
I understood nothing
Come, speak, tell me
everything that is happening to you now,
because when your soul is alone, it cries
You must let it all out, just like the spring
no one wants something to die within
Speaking face to face
Let out what you can
so that new things can be born within you
I’m bread, I’m peace, I’m more, I’m that which is here
I don’t want more than what you want to give
Today something is given, today something is taken
Same as the daisy, same as the sea
Same as life, life, life, life
Come, speak, tell me
everything that is happening to you now,
because when your soul is alone, it cries
You must let it all out, just like the spring
no one wants something to die within
Speaking face to face
Let out what you can
so that new things can be born within you
New, new, new, new
New, new, new, new
Come, speak, tell me
everything that is happening to you now,
because when your soul is alone, it cries
You must let it all out, just like the spring
no one wants something to die within
Speaking face to face
Let out what you can
so that new things can be born within you
New, new, new, new
New, new, new, new
I'm Bread, I'm Peace, I'm More
Letras de canciones (Español)
I am, I am, I am
I’m water, beach, sky, house, plant
I’m sea, Atlantic, wind and America
I’m a bunch of sacred things
mixed with human things
How do I explain mundane things?
I was child, crib, teat, roof, blanket,
plus fear, cuteness, screams, tears, race
then they mixed in their words
or they averted their gaze
something happened
I understood nothing
Come, speak, tell me
everything that is happening to you now,
because when your soul is alone, it cries
You must let it all out, just like the spring
no one wants something to die within
Speaking face to face
Let out what you can
so that new things can be born within you
I’m bread, I’m peace, I’m more, I’m that which is here
I don’t want more than what you want to give
Today something is given, today something is taken
Same as the daisy, same as the sea
Same as life, life, life, life
Come, speak, tell me
everything that is happening to you now,
because when your soul is alone, it cries
You must let it all out, just like the spring
no one wants something to die within
Speaking face to face
Let out what you can
so that new things can be born within you
New, new, new, new
New, new, new, new
Come, speak, tell me
everything that is happening to you now,
because when your soul is alone, it cries
You must let it all out, just like the spring
no one wants something to die within
Speaking face to face
Let out what you can
so that new things can be born within you
New, new, new, new
New, new, new, new
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