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Dar Boha © 2013 cd floro
Tribute to the converted hunting lodge that served as shelter and home for the Bridge Mountain Experience of the 1960s that I shared. She was spiritual home for us travelers who came, stayed and loved her for a time, then left for other places, other lives. Oh Dan? He's in an ashram in the Himalayas, still putting logs on the fire. (Update: Dan is in the Boston area now.)
Stealin' the Light © 2013 cd floro ascap Hau Mitakuyapi. "Stealin' the Light" is a song written for the Sissetonwan-Wahpetonwan Dakota Oyate, mitakodas, my oyate, for their "Idle No More" observance . . . standing in unity with other indigenous peoples against forces of oppression. To all who stand for Mother Earth pidamiya do!
Song for Aiyana © 2015 cd floro, ascap
Rest easy beautiful child rest gentle beautiful soul
This world is heavy and cold purity struggles to be bold now fly free, fly free Aiyana is flying free
Rest easy beautiful child rest gentle beautiful soul
All those who love you would hold on if they could they cry out your name but in your name might raise the world higher make it warmer for sake of others with similar feathers
Raise vibration of the big song going on around and underneath the ground
Rest easy beautiful child rest gentle beautiful soul
Aiyana
In memory of Aiyana Catherine-Germaine Englund Born: September 18, 2000 Died: November 03, 2015
Santa Cruz Mind ©2013 by cd floro, ascap Tribute to friend Kim Emminger (Komet) back in Santa Cruz Safe from those evil birds flying in LA. Remembering Bridge Mountain, Alba Road, the days of glass, and the music ... always the music.
With Terry Hazen and my family members - Zeke, Alesia, Daniel, Crystal, Mikhail, and William.
Night City Blues © 2013 cd floro, ascap
Footage shot in Chicago New Years 2014.
Sea Dream or Ridin' Down to Bailol* © 2014 cd floro, ascap
Rode a horse outa a dream to the sea
Rode a horse at midnight to the sea
Giddyaup in the water Past the lighthouse
Giddyaup in the water Not ever comin' back
A'ridin' down the dark 'neath the waves
A'ridin' down in dark can't see your sky
Water travelin' to find happiness
Water trav'ler for love never had above
Some say love is dead 'n gone some say
Some say love is dead 'n gone might be
Lookin' for love in sea dream world
Lookin' for love bottom of the sea
Turn in the saddle look 'round no light remains
Turn in the saddle no light behind maybe ahead
Waves show ahead shimmering glow
Trails end hitchin' post on a land below
in a dream fellas in a dream
in a sea dream
*To Micronesians, heaven beneath the sea.
Resucitation: a song, a hope © 2015 cd floro, ascap
Hau mitakuyapi. Damakota sni, wasicu. Sota wicasta emakiyapi. Chuck Floro. Cante was'te ya nape ceyuzapi. Hello, my relatives. I am not Dakota, but White. My Indian name is Sota Wicasta, my English name is Chuck Floro. I shake your hand with a good heart. And I apologize to the elders and others who may take offense at a White man writing a song for the Oyate, but in many ways over the years you have become my people. And my spirit cries for what is happening to your heart.
Untamed Whispers © 2015 cd floro, ascap Dedicated to nephew W.B.
Untamed whispers whispers from wilds of the mind
settle down as rain on hair and face
embrace the journey she is your child
Unknown mooring cast off lines set off free
Unencumbered by geometry of cities
Leanin' on walking stick headin' through wildwood kitchens
Flowers, we grew them in sixties fashion and ate them
in hillside groves we danced in unfilmed movies
you were a sparrow chirping from the throat
Longings grow tardy at the cabin door, and got no strength to knock
Briefly candle shines but no one comes
the big door is our own to open and to close
I chew bones and howl as coyotes do across a barren place
where did it all go the redwood steeples
I am not friendless but alone tonight with whispers
Tonight I am alone with these whispers come from wilds of the mind from the wild and gentle rain settling down on hair and face
a voice calls me come, return to the journey
voice calls me come, return to the journey
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