Jindalee Jindalie - Masters Of Reality

Jindalee Jindalie

Look up to the morning sky

Jindalee Jindalie

Falling like the wind

To an understanding sky

Right into the arms of love from the other side

Sing of all things blue

Sing of all things high

I sing to sin my jindalin ally

In a red chapel’s room

Lay the bones of a face

That the wind will never touch

Nor a tear ever grace

Now love cuts through rock

Like the crying of a dove

Can you hear the sweetness calling

Oh my love

Jindalee Jindalie

What do you see in the morning sky

Jindalee Jindalie

Sing of all things blue

Sing of all things high

To the kings who weep in the hurricanes eye

Jindalee Jindalie

What do you see in the morning sky

Jindalee Jindalie

So in love with the time

In love with the place

In love with the wind

So in love with the time

In love with the place

In love with the wind

So in love with the time

In love with the place

In love with the wind

So in love with the time

In love with the place

In love with the wind

So in love with the time

In love with the place

In love with the wind

So in love with the time

In love with the place

In love with the wind

So in love with the time

In love with the place

In love with the wind

So in love with the time

In love with the place

In love with the wind