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1. The End is Near!   4:01
©2002 Hillbunny Productions
Words and Music by Bunny Sings Wolf – all rights reserved.
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Oyate! Wamayankapo! (Lakota- Nation! People! Look at me - pay attention!)

When the mountain trembled and I held on tight
And knew that hanging wouldn’t save me
Still I strengthened my grip, praying rather than hoping
 
Hail! The end is near!  Hail! The end is near! Hail! The end is near!
 
I saw the lightening, almost slow motion
As it spiraled down to fill my being with it’s light
And I knew I could travel to another world in a second
 
Hail! The end is near!  Hail! The end is near! Hail! The end is near!
 
When that voice, rustled across the long wire
Shaking into my awareness it’s cold familiarity
It seemed almost like my stomach heard, rather than my ear.
 
Hail! The end is near!  Hail! The end is near! Hail! The end is near!
 
It wasn’t without warning, I saw it coming, but denied the voices the sounds, the reality
So it’s not surprising, this uprising as my beating heart expands,
No speeches, no bands,
It’s just the last hail
For the end is near!
 
Hail! The end is near!  Hail! The end is near! Hail! The end is near!
 

STORY BEHIND THE SONG:  I begin my “White Haired Sunrise” CD with "The End" - something always needed before the beginning can happen.  It's a song of wonder and awe at reality-shifting experiences.  Certainly, if we fail to read the subtle signs that always precede disasters or major life changes we can get caught up in the disbelief and fear that are set aflame there.  However, if we face and survive our worst fears of the "dark night" - these shifts always hold great lessons and healing towards new and more effective ways of being - a new beginning!

At the time I first scribbled these words on a little tiny piece of paper I was experiencing what I believed were some very critical and overwhelming life challenges, never imagining that one day these words in song might mirror the feelings of so many across the globe who watch helplessly while things that appear beyond their control (warfare, unemployment, illness, death, relationship changes, weather, natural or economic disasters) create major gut wrenching emotions and the need for some serious action or a new understanding, in order to come through them effectively and intact.

However, the fact is that CHANGE IS the stuff that life is made of, and as the rest of my songs (based on my life experienced learnings) go on to relate, there are many ways of walking in and honoring truth, beauty, courage, love and wisdom that can restore ten-fold any losses experienced in the night of our worst fears.   By facing the facts head-on and acting in harmony with universal principles a healing process can begin - and the chains of mis-information, belief in un-realities can be replaced with a new life course reflecting an ever deeper appreciation and honoring of the gift of life...

2. Chains    3:00
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No More Chains, to bind around my heart again,
No More Chains, to clang around my life
No More Chains
No More Chains
 
No More Chains to lock and close a padlock to
No More Chains to give my worry to
No More Chains
No More Chains
 
Let ‘em rob me blind – I’ll still have peace of mind
Let ‘em strip me bare – I’ll be smiling everywhere
Let ‘em take it all – I’ll still have all my love to send
Cause I won’t live again
In chains.
 
No More Chains to make me feel secure again
No More Chains, they’re really not my friends
No More Chains
No More Chains
 
There aught to be a verse here ‘bout pickup trucks and prison
‘Bout the sins of education, religion and national pride.
But they don’t hold a candle, to the illusions I bound myself to
While pretending I was free – I was chained inside.
 
Now I’ll run – with nothing to drag behind
Now I’ll fly – with nothing to hold me down
Now I’ll sing – without that clanging harmony
There won’t be any part of me
In chains
 
There won’t be any part of me
In chains. There won’t be any part of me in chains.

STORY BEHIND THE SONG:  There are so many frustrating things in life that can make us feel all locked up. “Chains” is a sort of protest song - and like the "Freedom" song, later in the CD - to carry chains or to be free of them is a personal decision.  Once that truth is faced, the chains can all fall off.  The inspiration for the song began innocently enough. 
 
My sister, Becky Jo Benson, came for a visit in between gigs (she sings with Randy Sparks’ New Christy Minstrels) and she arrived sure that somewhere on her bus ride to Rapid City, SD, that someone who had access to the luggage had tried to steal her bags.  So, on the trip home (From Sundance, WY where we dropped her off to California parts unknown) she was determined and feeling pretty well prepared to thwart any would-be thieves on this trip. 

	She bought 4 long chains and those little padlocks with combinations to use to tie all her bags together.  She had an ice chest on wheels with a handle (she pasted a sign on the ice chest which read ‘IMPORTANT TAX PAPERS!” – since she figured NO one would want to steal tax papers – ha, ha!!!)  and three other little bags.  So just before the bus arrived to pick her up, my sister, a friend and I chained up all the bags together and locked all the little padlocks to secure it.  When the bus arrived the bus driver told Becky that he was running late and that chaining bags together were NOT company policy approved.  But, my sister INSISTED that he allow them in the baggage compartment explaining in great detail her last bus experience and all the reasons why she was sure that her bags had been tampered with and almost had been stolen if she had not been right there to catch the would-be thieves.  Not wanting to waste any time arguing, the bus driver reluctantly nodded to allow the three of us to toss the chained up bags into the bus baggage compartment.   Whoops!  Just as we slid them in, ALL the chains fell off!  The irritated driver said “I’ve got to go” – my sister retorted
“NOT until I know my bags are secure – this will just take a moment!”  So, once again - here we were… Lee, me and my sister frantically trying to chain up all the bags together and lock the little padlocks to secure it while the bus driver looked on!!!  Of course we had to UN-DO all those little three digit padlocks first – but in a record 5 minutes, we had the whole mess un-woven, un-locked, re-woven and and padlocked in chains.
We slid the “secured” mess into the baggage compartment.  Auuuuugh! – ALL THE CHAINS FELL OFF AGAIN!!!!!  The now VERY irritated driver said “I’ve got to go” – and my sister retorted all the more firmly -  “NOT until I know my bags are secure – this will just take a moment!” The whole process of unlocking and relocking the chains was accomplished in another 5 minute segment, and the bags were heaved into the baggage compartment for a THIRD TIME!!! – This is a TRUE story!  YES!  The chains all fell OFF AGAIN!!!

The bus driver said “That’s it – you get into the bus or else I’m leaving without you!” My sister sheepishly shrugged, hugged me goodbye while all the other passengers on the window on our side side of the bus looked on. The bags and their piles of chains and padlocks beside them were left in the baggage compartment as the baggage door slammed shut behind them.  And the bus was gone before I could realize just exactly had happened in the last 12 minutes.
 
That night I woke up at my magic 3:00 a.m. song writing time – with the giggles – thinking to myself “those bags just didn’t WANT to be chained up, I guess!” – and the song “Chains” was singing in my head.

 

3. White Haired SUNRISE    3:46
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Words and Music by Bunny Sings Wolf – all rights reserved.
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I met the white-haired lady who lives in the East, whose dancing eyes sparkle with stars
She spoke in soft whispers, not audible to ears, their meanings were heard in my heart,
Their meanings were heard by my heart.
 
I met the white-haired lady who lives in the East, we sat at a table covered in lace,
Woven so fine as a Mother-spider’s web, reflecting the sun from her face,
Reflecting the sun IN her face.
 
She served me refreshments, as she spoke of the past, in volumes the meanings were wise,
She knew of all my yearnings to know life’s mysteries, and brought all of my cares down to size,
Brought all of life’s cares down to size.
 
As tulips bloomed from a vase, she chuckled me past troubling things that only now seemed,
 
Her movements were gentle, brisk as a spring breeze, As she gestured me t’ward all my dreams,
 
She gestured me TO ALL my dreams.
 
 
She spoke of the future, a time of great joy, to comfort my heart full of tears,
As white billowing clouds in a golden sunrise
Her presence made the way seem so clear
As she lovingly calmed my night fears.
 
I met the white-haired lady who lives in the East, whose dancing eyes sparkle with stars
She spoke in soft whispers, not audible to ears, their meanings were heard by my heart,
Their meanings were heard IN my heart.

STORY BEHIND THE SONG:  This song was written about how I feel when I see the sun come up each morning, as if I have had a wonderful, comforting visit with a grandmotherly white haired lady.  Sunrises always give me peace and hope, especially after a long dark night.  Photo was taken the last day I recorded this CD, on the way to the recording studio as we drove across the prairie plains through Custer State Park, seeing buffalo, eagles, hawks, deer, three ravens, and a huge gathering of wild turkeys along the way.  Certainly these natural things living in beauty remind us that as long as there is life, there is a future.

4. Now is the Time    4:15
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You can’t live in the past, you can’t live in beyond.
Tomorrow lies ahead, and yesterday is gone.
 
Now is the time, now is the time, you must learn to breathe.
Now is the time, now is the time, you must learn to see
Now is the time, now is the time, you must learn to be.
Now is the time, now is the time, you must learn to give.
You must learn to live.
 
This planet calls to you to heal the hurt that’s done.
The oceans tears are many, there are black spots on the sun.
The animals are calling, the heavens hear their voice.
The day of judgment beacons, it’s time to make your choice.
 
Now is the time, now is the time, you must learn to breathe.
Now is the time, now is the time, you must learn to see.
Now is the time, now is the time, you must learn to be.
Now is the time, now is the time, you must learn to give.
You must learn to live.
 
You cannot change your neighbor, you cannot change your friend.
You cannot change your family, you can change the end.
But you can change your thinking, be a warrior now for living
Courageously live for harmony, for loving and for giving.
 
Now is the time, now is the time, you must learn to breathe.
Now is the time, now is the time, you must learn to see.
Now is the time, now is the time, you must learn to be
Now is the time, now is the time, you must learn to give.
You must learn to live.
 
You can’t live in the past, you can’t live in beyond.
Tomorrow lies ahead, and yesterday is gone.
 
Now is the time, now is the time, you must learn to live.

STORY BEHIND THE  SONG:  The song was given to me about a year ago on an overnight stay in Pipestone, SD, not too far from the quarry where the red stone has been mined by folks from diverse tribes for many, many years from which the prayer (peace) pipe is made.  It was a very tall ancient chief who gifted me with the words and I wondered after I wrote them down at how simple these thoughts are.  Each time I sing it, I learn more from it, and it seems to remind me that each moment is a gift that needs to be cherished and lived with wisdom and appreciation – for NOW is something we CAN do something about!

One of the investors who gave their support for this music CD ... shared these words which I will always cherish and continue to attempt to live up to:

5. I – WHITE HORSE   3:23

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Words and Music by Bunny Sings Wolf – all rights reserved.
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With horsetail hair raised high in the clouds - I thunder, I lightning, I dance!
Galloping across the prairie - Heart joyful in the trance!
With my nose flared I breathe in the wind - I hold my head up high
My hooves leave their mark below - My flying mane tickles the sky.
 
If you run fast, two legged – you’ll not catch up with me!
I’ll come to you in night dreams, when you awake, I flee,
 For I am white horse spirit!
 
Freedom is my honor  - while I circle, I step, I spin
The noises of my hoof beats - keep time upon the wind.
My head I toss from side to side – my yes aglow with knowing
My thoughts are fluent, noble – and I KNOW where I’m going.
 
If you run fast, two legged – you’ll not catch up with me!
I’ll come to you in night dreams, when you awake, I flee!
I am white horse spirit!
 
My evening breath I offer as – I sing, I laugh, I pray.
Long legged steps upon this earth are the gentle ways I play.
And when I roll upon the ground – and kick dust in the air
You’ll see the place where I have lain – and know that I was here.
If you run fast, two legged – you’ll not catch up with me!
I’ll come to you in night dreams, when you awake, I flee!
I am white horse spirit!
Yes!  I AM white horse spirit!
 

STORY BEHIND THE SONG:  I dreamed that a local Newcastle, Wyoming ranchers’ white horse was singing a beautiful song to me, and in my dream I began to harmonize.  We sang together for a long time while the rancher looked on, puffing on his cigarette unimpressed.  When the song was over I turned to him and said “Wow!  Wasn’t that amazing, your horse SINGS!  And so beautifully, too!”
 
In my dream, he snuffed out his cigarette, looked up at the large, beautiful star-filled heavens, and said “Oh, he does that ALL the time” and then strolled into his ranch house to join others who were gathered at his house.  I looked at the horse, and said to him,  “Let’s do THAT again, shall we?”  So we sang another song from our hearts, with no one but the stars and the moon, the evening breezes and the vast Wyoming night sky to hear us!
 
I awoke after the dream and thought that probably horses sing all the time, we just need to listen and learn their song. I prayed, that if there IS such a song, that I might learn it, and honor it by sharing it with all the world as proof that all things carry their own special song (power or "medicine"), if we only just stop to appreciate and “listen.”   I fell back to sleep and woke at my “magic” song writing hour – 3:00 a.m. – with this song and these lyrics playing in my head.
 
Above right is a photo of that horse with the rancher riding him, his wife beside him at a recent roundup we took part in at their Wyoming ranch.   Left photo is the rancher’s wife, Sharon, riding that smiling white horse.  Sharon, a very talented full time potter well known in the area for her pots depicting many of the petro-glyphs found along the rocks in the hillside behind their ranch, says she is truly inspired by my music and claims she  listens to my CD’s every day while she creates in her potter’s studio.  About horses that sing she adds “ Probably most ranchers know  that horses sing, we just don’t talk about it much!”
 
It is especially thrilling to me that there are more than the evening breezes and a Wyoming night sky that can now hear and know this song, and having it recorded to share with you is truly a dream-prayer come true! 
 

6. Wind in my Hair   4:37
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Words and Music by Bunny Sings Wolf – all rights reserved.
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Pencil Portraits by Bunny from your favorite photograph
Here's a portrait Bunny did of a "Sturgis" bike rally supporter  - the following song lyrics say the rest...   

The days are long, the nights are longer, while I wait for the time
I can get on my ride, and head down the line.
The night is calling,
I’m out the door,
I can already feel the roar!
 
The wind in my hair, it suits me
For that moment in time I feel free
Through life’s ups and downs, in a world full of clowns
When I’m riding I don’t have a care,
as long as there’s wind in my hair.
 
I’m thinking of Sturgis, those tramsters are howlin’,
I can hear them for miles away
So I’m up in the night, like the shootin’ star bright
With fate as my partner,
I won’t ride alone,
don’t wait up,
don’t expect me to phone.
 
The wind in my hair, it suits me
For that moment in time I feel free
Through life’s ups and downs, in a world full of clowns
When I’m riding I don’t have a care,
as long as there’s wind in my hair.
Oh the road is a teacher, companion, carrying me to things of the heart.
 
It’s bumps and its rocks jar my consciousness, to spaces of quiet and thought.
 
While the roar of my engine surrounds me, blurring out all other sounds,
 
I vibrate to a high as a hawk in the sky, as I’m rumbling through valleys and towns.
 
Yes, the road is my star and my healer
 
Taking me to the place where I live,
 
With my eyes full of tears, I travel light years,
 
while humanity, just rolls on by. Yes,
the days are long, the nights are longer, while I wait for the time
I can get on my ride, and head down the line.
The night is calling,
I’m out the door,
I can already feel the roar!
The wind in my hair, it suits me
For that moment in time I feel free
Through life’s ups and downs, in a world full of clowns
When I’m riding I don’t have a care,
as long as there’s wind in my hair.
 

STORY BEHIND THE SONG:  Photo above is a pencil portrait I did of a “biker” who visited the Black Hills a few years back.  Christine Voyles wrote the beginning verses of this song as 'WIND IN MY HAIR - Ode to Sturgis” as she looked forward to her friends who would come each summer for the motorcycle rally and long happy hours of riding the winding roads through the Black Hills.  As I heard her sing it at a songwriters showcase performance in Hill City, I noticed her honest feelings also had worth to people who may have never been on a “Harley” but who longed for that same feeling of freedom while traveling the road of life with joy.  So, with her permission, I added a few verses, and the result is one that I hope all who love the adventure of life’s diverse travels, with it’s twists and turns, can identify with. Happy travels!

7. “These Times We’re Living In” 4:25  

 Words and Music by Kate Wolf © 1981 Another Sundown Publishing Company BMI
For words to this song please visit the web site of Kate Wolf at www.katewolf.com. The web site is maintained by her family to honor the many beautiful songs she wrote and recorded during her brief lifetime. Bunny has recorded her songs with the blessings of her widower, Terry Fowler, and royalties for this song are respectfully paid to Another Sundown Publishing Company.

8. Wild Roses   3:02
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Some wild roses made me think of you today…
Growing wild and free and beautiful,
Cheering up the world with constant blooming –
 Smiling flowers extended out
Through sunshine wind, snow and rain and dark -
In the quiet of sunrise and sunset times,
They sing as they keep growing
And blooming and sharing their sweet fragrances
With flower lovers and mindless passers-by - Alike 
While they respond to the lonely light of moon
And the bright, bright energy of the warm and nurturing sun.
 Some wild roses made me think of you today…
Growing wild and free and beautiful! Growing wild and free and beautiful!

PHOTO (above): There is nothing a sweet as the smell of a rose!   I dedicate on this CD this song to Sharyn Healy for her work as a Optometrist, her love of her family and her animals, and her encouragement and support of my music.  Often times the work and dedication and “give away” spirit of good people go as unnoticed as the precious fragrance and beauty of wild roses – yet I honor this kindness, and hope any people that you know who also unselfishly display these marvelous qualities of trust, support, and giving, will be given the recognition they deserve. With hugs and thanks I send this song to all you Wild Roses out there - keep blooming!

9. MOON   3:46
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Moo-ooo-oon (sung as a wolf howl)

Comforting one, that comes as the sun, goes it’s journey away
So that here in the dark night, there’s always a light, to brighten our way
 
Then traveling on, you take us along, to another new day
 
Moon – showing the way in the dark
where we’re never alone
 
 
Bringer of dreams, as you twilight the screams, of the black ravens call
 
You drift through the clouds, where mystery shrouds, your radiant ball
 
Making your mark, while the night skies you chart
past the shooting star fall
 
Moon – showing the way in the dark
where we’re never alone.
 
 
Your beams touch the place, where my ancestors traced,
before they laid down.
 
In your silent beams, I’ve also seen, the beauty they found
 
 And as I go to sleep, your luminance keeps, the world going round
 
Moon – showing the way in the dark
where we’re never alone.
 
Yes the bat and the owl, the coyotes that howl, all keep watch at your glow
 
Spider and frog, the raccoon in the log, learn the things that you show
 
And as time passes on, we can all learn the song, if we’re willing to know
 
Moon – showing the way in the dark
where we’re never alone.
 
Moon. Moo-ooo-oon (sung as a wolf howl)

10.   Wild Mountain Climb  3:20   Words and Music by Dave Gershen
I chose this song for this album to honor Dave Gershen who I first met as he was singing and playing his drum on the Pearl Street Mall in Boulder, Colorado.  That day in 1993, I was a very stressed office worker out on the mall for my lunch break, and I was his only listener. But I heard that his words came from his conviction, and I instantly recognized and valued the tenacity and courage that it took for him to sing them, even though few stopped to listen.  Perhaps had I not stopped that day to truly hear his song, I may never have paused to hear the songs that had been begging for my attention that reverberated deep within my own heart. Thank you Dave, for sharing your song there, and here, with words that can give us all courage to seek and climb far above the storm of these times, and have the hope that loving hearts all around the globe (though it seems no one listens) CAN encourage one another to climb to their good intentions with action, share their unique gifts, and hold love, harmony and peace on and for this planet and for future generations.
 

11. TREATY   6:19
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Make this treaty with your heart - to anger don’t give rise
 
Bless your deadly emotions to the ground - where they can fertilize.
 
In dust where all dead things are laid and decaying things are cleansed,
 
And turned into life-giving things, that help all heartaches mend.
 
So –
 
Dig a hole in the soil, make it deep and wide, speak your angry words in there,
Then bury them deep inside.
 
The earth can take the meanest things that can hurt us all so deep
 
and transfer them to living things that blossom fresh and sweet.
 
But If you hoard resentments, hold them tightly in your heart
 
They will poison you with heartache pain - and that’s where all wars start.
 
So –
 
Dig a hole in the soil, make it deep and wide, speak your angry words in there,
Then bury them deep inside.
 
In war and anger life is lost.   In conflict something dies!
 
Why not fill graves with angry words instead of precious lives?
 
No, don’t carry things of pain around, don’t hold on to their hurt!
 
Let them go and bury them and cover them with dirt.
 
So –
 
Dig a hole in the soil, make it deep and wide, speak your angry words in there,
Then bury them deep inside.
 
This treaty nurtures the process grand, built into our mother earth.
 
Give your anger away to the ground and share in giving birth.
 
Send life forth, instead of death, by disposing of such waste,
 
so that peace can grow upon the land, and sweet life we all can taste.
So -
Dig a hole in the soil, make it deep and wide, speak your angry words in there,
Then bury them deep inside.
 

STORY BEHIND THE SONG:  It is very hard work to hold a grudge.  Much easier to just get out there and dig in the dirt, and in a thoughtful, focused way productively release anger and let it go, thus freeing our hearts for more joyful  endeavors.  May this song comfort the hearts of those who are honest about their anger, for anger is a proper emotion in many, many instances.  However, anger’s blessing can only be realized when we use it’s truth and it’s lessons for blessings instead of cursings.  Interesting to note that a spade is also in the shape of a heart – perhaps this is indeed what it was designed for?

12. Special Day   3:53
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Song written for a wedding I was hired to sing for Judy and Al Boysen.  Check out photos in the Photo section at this web site. 
 
One by One - By each other, By the fire, By the dark
From one to two -  from our past, from our love and From our heart
Two just two - to our being, to our lives
We’re on our way
 
By and from, and to and for, on yesterday we close a door,
At and in we enter new, a door just big enough for two,
 
Two THAT FACE TOWARDS FOREVER  - at our threshold with united thought,
Two just two, in our sharing, in our going for ALL we’ve got,
Two just two, for our comfort, for our peace  FROM THIS OUR SPECIAL DAY
Just me, just you, Just us, Us - two.
You and I, now one into a door just big enough for two.
 
You and I towards forever  - at our threshold with united thought,
You and I now are sharing, in our going for all we’ve got,
You and I, now in our prayers – for our peace -  from this our special day!

13. Give Yourself to Love   3:38 

Words and Music by Kate Wolf © 1982 Another Sundown Publishing Company BMI

For words to this song please visit the web site of Kate Wolf at www.katewolf.com. The web site is maintained by her family to honor the many beautiful songs she wrote and recorded during her brief lifetime. Bunny has recorded her songs with the blessings of her widower, Terry Fowler, and royalties for this song are respectfully paid to Another Sundown Publishing Company.
 

14. LOVE IS A POWER    3:30
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 Love made the grass, love made the trees, love made the flower,
 
love made the bees,
 
Love made the fish, love made the deer, love made all breathing things,
 
everything that’s here,
 
Love is a power, greater than fear
Love is a power greater than tears
Love is a power
Learn of it’s ways
To power a new world and a new day.
 
Love made the stars the distant galaxies, love mad the moons,
 
the suns, the vast seas,
 
Love made the mountains and all their water streams, love made the day light
The night and all it’s sweet dreams
 
Love is a power, greater than fear
Love is a power greater than tears
Love is a power
Learn of it’s ways
To power a new world and a new day.
 
Love isn’t jealous, love isn’t greedy , love doesn’t brag, doesn’t use the needy,
 
True love isn’t boastful, and it’s not unkind, love doesn’t argue, it’s good for heart and mind,
 
Love is a power, greater than fear
Love is a power greater than tears
Love is a power
Learn of it’s ways
To power a new world and a new day.

STORY BEHIND THE SONG:  This song is based on what I feel is a little known fact – that love IS a power, and is ultimately stronger than anything that comes against it, if we just don’t give up in our true unfailing practice of it in every situation.  These words in principle can even be found in the Bible at 1 Corinthians chapter 13 - so why don't more folks who claim to live by the Bible practice this? I would guess that in order for love to BE a POWER, it must be put into action - This is more than just words - it's a commitment - a WAY of life!  I hope all who hear this song will look for ways to honor, nurture and express this power in each life activity.
 

15. Freedom   6:55
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Freedom frightens faint-hearted ones for they’re afraid to fly
Rather than walk in beauty, they just choose to die.
For freedom chases a rainbow and catches it in a dream
Swallows it whole inside itself, as a river consumes a stream.
 
Freedom is a star fire shining, so far above the moon,
And lacks nothing in it’s passion, for it’s always full of room
And freedom glows with sunlight and helps the flowers bloom.
Oh won’t you COME along, and LEARN freedom’s song?
 
Chorus:
Hoye, Hoye, Hoye, Hoye, Hoye wa yelo. Hoye, Hoye, Hoye wa yelo.
Hoye, Hoye, Hoye, Hoye, Hoye wa yelo.
Taninyan nawajinyo okihi
 
It’s natural ways are foreign to the likes of modern man,
Yet it drifts high with clouds of laughter and loves where ever it can
And tracks across the night snow just to kiss a distant land.
Oh won’t you come along, and SING freedom’s song.
 
Chorus:
 
I fly high without a parachute, I fly high without a plane,
My wings aren’t drenched in alcohol,
I fly high without cocaine,
For I am high on the GIFT of life,
that runs rampant in our veins.
 
I thrill with the love of brotherhood, and I know this love
Can bring world change.
I’m flyin' high, I’m flying free,
since I learned that true freedom LIVES (in me)!
 
Freedom walks before me, now I follow in her step.
Confinement no longer hides me, I no longer feel inept.
She takes me to her mountain where now I sing out her song
A lullaby of comfort with the sounds to heal all wrong
Oh won’t you sing along, yes sing freedom’s song.
 
Chorus:
 
If only they would listen, if everyone would see,
ALL could live in freedom and learn her melody,
oh how grand this life would be!
Yes the whole world would be free and sing
“Freedom lives – in me!”
Oh won’t you sing along,
and LIVE IN freedom’s song!
 
Chorus:
Hoye, Hoye, Hoye, Hoye, Hoye wa yelo. Hoye, Hoye, Hoye wa yelo.
Hoye, Hoye, Hoye, Hoye, Hoye wa yelo.
Taninyan nawajinyo okihi
Taninyan nawajinyo okihi
Wa o, Wicozani
Oyate! Iya wa oo welo Yanipi kta ca
 

Footnote:    Chorus TRANSLATION:
Respectfully - following is the Lakota translation of chorus – roughly:
Hoye - Send a voice – as in a prayer put into action by the way we “walk” – live our lives
Hoye wa yelo - I am sending a voice (speaking as in prayer, and willing to put my prayer into action by the way I think, speak, act and live on this earth as always in the sight of our Creator)
Taninyan nawajinyo okihi –
Stand up, manifest it, it can be done (walk –live- in a sacred manner so that all things can be blessed by your life and your expression of who you are)
Wa o – I come
Wicozani – Good health (good health in the future for all the people on this earth)
Oyate – Nation! (Not just relatives or extended family, but ALL our relations, the four legged, two legged, finned ones, winged ones, crawling ones, plant and root “people”, stars, rocks – all that IS, creation)
Iya wa oo welo yanipi kta ca – that the “people (Oyate)” – that ALL may LIVE!
 
THE STORY BEHIND THE SONG:  This is a prayer that speaks of a time when the earth will be restored to it’s pristine harmony, and for a time again when all living things created for this planet will live in health, beauty, balance and in peaceful relationship with one another and Creator.  This prayer has been voiced for centuries by the many prayers of the Lakota people, relating to the flowering tree blooming once again and the time when the sacred hoop is mended.  People from all nations, tribes, peoples and tongues have prayed for this, and it is a prophecy resonating in many cultures and considered so sure a hope that it is mentioned as having already taken place as found in the Bible at Revelation 21:3,4, indicating to some, that it is a sure promise from our Creator – the source of true freedom – and it WILL be done. 

It is my feeling that Freedom is not something that can be fought for, or earned, but a natural gift that comes with the gift of life, and continues to be a decision that each of us must own/accept andLIVE with joy, respect and response-ability.
 
 PILAMAYEAH  & WOPILA & THANK YOU

My buffalo heart can barely contain the appreciation I feel for the many lessons I have learned and gifts of Spirit I have received from my association (some pleasant and some not so pleasant) with these people who have come into my life- in order of my numinously meeting them -
Oliver Lee, raised and taught since a child by the Grandfathers in the Black Hills as his relatives,
Wolf Robe (Cheyenne), Young Man Afraid of His Horses (Lakota), Navaho Chief
the Buffalo Nation and especially the white buffalo and their families I have met throughout my life since a child, in person and in many dreams, including White Cloud,
Crazy Horse, Black Elk , Dawson Has No Horses, (Lakota-Dakota),
David Allen (Navaho-Hopi), Red Tale (Yaqui), Charles Fast Horse (Oglala Lakota), Kelly Two Wolves (Metis), Ted Andrews, Ehanamani (Lakota), Artist Vic Runnels (Lakota),
Mike Little Man (Lakota), Chief Red Cloud (Lakota),
Grandma Margaret Yankton (Lakota), Storm Seymour (Meskwaki) , Jim Lee (Metis), Grandma Bullhead (Metis)
Dr. Robert Ghost Wolf (Metis) and mentor Frank Fools Crow,  Blue Otter (Cherokee), Kenneth Meadows
Joe Waterman (Arapahoe), Victor (Mandan),
Jola LeBeau (Shoshone), Grandma Mary Thunder, Karen Lake,
Arvol Looking Horse (of the Horse Nation and Keeper of the White Buffalo Calf Pipe), Eagle Heart Flying,
to name just a few of those who have graciously supported me (sometimes unintentionally) since my re-awakening to my life and work with the lessons that have come through them, encouragement , prayers, songs, ceremonies, art, stories, and in their many gifts and ways of be-ing and living that I am only now beginning to understand in learning and carrying on in my song and simpler earth-friendly life ways.

I send many thanks also to all in their extended families and tribes who have included me in their get-togethers since our first timely and very synchronous meetings,  in person, in teaching, in example or in their writings!  I have learned so very much, and not always in the ways I would have wished, but I can truthfully say it has been very REAL - memorable, unexpected, powerful, heart-touching and sometimes very humorous and always entertaining!

Thank you Charles Wicasa Wakan, for your strangeness, your crazy and lifelong commitment to carrying the ways of the old ones, and all the very shocking and backwards Heyoka ways you walk too, that have received my prayerful and rapt attention so that I may learn the things needed to carry my responsibility to completion; also to Joe W. (Arapahoe Medicine practitioner) for encouragement and blessings.  As with the many people mentioned above, you have each spent a lifetime giving through your commitments, and in so many rich, earth nurturing ways and life honoring teachings,  generously, tirelessly given to so many "non-Indian" people who you have included in your caring and sharing and throughout many years of work with “urban Indians” – that the people may live!
 
Thanks again is also extended here to Grandma Margaret Yankton (who has now passed on) for translating the Lakota words that came with this "Freedom" song in my dream.  Thank you for the many prayers you offered regarding the making of the "White Haired Sunrise" CD until it manifested, and for listening to my songs and assuring me that the Lakota words were appropriate so that I could gift it with honor and respect to the ears of Lakota people, the buffalo nation, as well as all the  people of the earth, from the four directions.  Also many thanks to Arapahoe cultural advisors Mike C'Hair, Grandma Black Eagle Woman, and Arapahoe Cultural Advisor William C'Hair (affectionately called "Icky John") for help with Arapahoe words and understandings for songs that have since come in dreams, now recorded on my "Prophecy Keeper" CD project in the beautiful way - to remind all humans that we each hold a solemn responsibility as caretakers of the earth.

“Thank you, wise woman, for crossing our path.  But what is the likelihood that you’re really a Wolf Sings Bunny?  The Wolf Mother, is, after-all, a most fierce, and gentle nurturer.  Wise beyond arrogance, incapable of evil.  It feeds on the hearts of rabbits, which is the source of it’s strength.  Even mice.  Either way, you can only bring good to this land."  Barry

16. White Buffalo PEACE Song   5:04
©2002 Hillbunny Productions
Words and Music by Bunny Sings Wolf – all rights reserved.

	I pray for peace to come, True, true peace to come For all my relations All around the world. Peace for the four-leggeds, Peace for the things that fly, Peace for all the many things that cry.
I pray for peace to come, True, true peace to come For all my relations All around the world. Peace in the heart Peace in the home Peace for all the living things that groan.
	I pray for peace to come, True, true peace to come For all my relations All around the world. Peace in all the skies Peace in all the earth Peace for all the mothers who give birth.
I pray for peace to come, True, true peace to come For all my relations All around the world. May I promote peace May I live for peace May I trust in peace that will not end. I pray for peace to come, True, true Peace to come For all my relations All around the world.
Previous to 2000, Bunny did not know there was such a thing as a white buffalo, thinking it was only the stuff of her ongoing childhood dreams.  But within 4 days of dreaming the song  "Dance, Buffalo Dance!"  following the directions of a coffee shop owner, to help her catch up with friend Red Tale who was visiting the Black Hills from Iowa, Bunny found herself "accidentally" at a ranch  where she took the above photo of Rainbow Spirit and Miracle Moon who have how been moved to Spirit Mountain Ranch in Arizona (just as she had seen in her dream, and whose names were included in the dream song "Dance, Buffalo, Dance!!"). She later discovered that the very week she had spent 3 days and 2 nights on Hanbleceya in the Black Hills, (which she had arranged for 4 years previously) that Sunrise  and  Spirit Thunder had been born.  She was also honored to have been discovered and hired by the National Buffalo Museum in Jamestown, ND, 2004  to be in the parade and do her cultural music concert for their yearly Tatanka Celebration - commemorating the 8th year of life of  the ONLY FEMALE ALBINO white buffalo in the world - White Cloud, and invited again in 2005 for another public concert and school workshops.  Interesting the song she sang at both concerts  ("Mitakuye Oyasin")  was one written  June 20, 2002, gifted in  dream, with the opening words  being "White Cloud" and which is slated to be recorded on her next CD project when funding becomes available...	WHITE BUFFALO 10 white bison Bunny has met walking on this earth during this time of great change as we stand at the crossroads of our choices, for ourselves and future generations- NOW is the time to LIVE...	Pte Sa We The Legend Time Enough for Love
	Miracle	Born August 20, 1994  Wisconsin, passed the  day in September 2004 that Bunny began her music work on Wind River Reservation
	White Cloud * (the only living true female ALBINO white bison)	Born June 17, 1996 now residing at National Buffalo Museum , Jamestown, ND
	Miracle Moon (pictured above with Rainbow Spirit)	Born April 30, 1997  near Bear Butte and Devils' Tower on the Wyoming side of Black Hills
	Rainbow Spirit	Born June 8, 2000 to Miracle Moon at the same place as above
	Mandela Peace Pilgrim	Born July 8, 2001 at ranch on Buffalo Lane, Custer, SD (Mandy for short)
	Arizona Spirit	Born July 1, 2002 at Spirit Mountain Ranch near Flagstaff, AZ
	Sunrise Spirit	Born May 22, 2004 to Mandela Peace Pilgrim, at Spirit Mountain Ranch
	Spirit Thunder	Born May 27, 2004, Male, at Spirit Mountain Ranch
	Wahos'i, "Messenger"	Born Auguat  7,2001 at Vanderbilt, MI
	White Feather	Male - 5 years, happily secluded in WY
See also More News  and a few comments from Bunny about  White Buffalo	And - if you thought you have heard it all, now there are White Buffalo by "design" not so very far from the Wyoming ranch where Dina Riley's herd originated...	NOW IS THE TIME for the 8th Ceremony!

( 8-8-03)  The 8th Ceremony
(Walk / Live  NOW  in a Sacred Manner)

A Message Bunny  learned  from the "White Haired Lady who lives in the East" that inspired these collections of songs... received in the HEART of "turtle island" - and  now to be shared with any who still know how to listen to the The Black Hills, and all sacred or parts of natural wild open places still left reasonably unspoiled by man, those wildish natural spaces that still resonate with this message, as do many true prophecies written,  sung about, prayed about, and shared from a variety of cultures, tribes, tongues, from well known and reliable spiritual sources of truth and love.  This wisdom, and part of the message I have been gifted, is this:

But all of these "end time" prophecies and the events that would alert thoughtful hearts to pay attention to these times - also resonate with the understanding that those who are committed to walking in harmony and with the wisdom of the Creator - the “Good Red Road” - TRUTH (to live in harmony with the principles that nurture life and peace among ALL our relationships) -  could live on to see the prophesied peace among all nations, peoples, tribes and tongues, that would follow. 

In Black Elks' vision this is called the flowering tree  time, and in many indigenous cultures it has been passed down in teachings from generation to generation, spoken of with words full of hope - the great cleansing time, and a time for the "mending of the sacred hoop" (the "kingdom come").

It is my understanding that we NOW   live in this time!  It seems clear that as we grow to recognize humankind is a global family , as stewards, given the earth as a trust, to care for and protect for future generations, we must realize there is not room for the continued practice of selfish, thoughtless, manipulative and aggressively arrogant and disrespectful ways that have brought us to this point in mankind's history.

I am honored that you have taken the time to listen to these songs, the music "medicine" I have been gifted to share with you, in hopes you will share them with others, and show openness of heart to experience  and to open up understanding to know their meanings and gifts. 

It is my hope that light and peace will bless your life in this beautiful day dawning, that you will honor the life in YOU, and in your unique imprint upon life as you walk in a sacred manner, encourage others and make wise choices now, living always in love! 

Mitakuye Oyasin	(Lakota - We are all related)
	Translation of Lakota words from Freedom song that came in a dream: Hoye wa yelo - I am sending a voice (speaking as in prayer, and willing to put my prayer into action by the way I think, speak, act and live on this earth as always in the sight of our Creator) Taninyan nawajinyo okihi – Stand up, manifest it, it can be done (walk –live- in a sacred manner so that all things can be blessed by your life and your expression of who you are) Wa ooo – I come  Wicozani – Good health (in the future for all our relations above, below and upon this earth) Oyate – Nation! (Not just relatives or extended family, but ALL our relations, the four legged, two legged, finned ones, winged ones, crawling ones, plant and root “people”, stars, rocks – all that IS, creation) Iya wa oo welo yanipi kta ca – that the “people (Oyate)” – ALL may LIVE!

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