Are you ready to sing
Absolutment
Are you ready to swing
Are you ready to fly
Are you ready to Die
Are you ready to wake
Are you ready to break
Are you ready to shake
Are you ready to quake

Winter it breaks winter it shakes
Our bosoms ache we run to the lake
Wanting to lift wanting to rise
All of us wanting to release the ties take to the skies
Often a God wakes in the lake
White swan makes sky live for heavens sake
Ask me bout dreams stripped to the beams
Hear the ancestors scream

Are you ready to work
On the land till it hurts
Are you ready to dance
Making sweet love in France
Are you ready to change
Get your life re arranged
Are you ready to swim
To drop your phone and begin

Are you ready
To grow this family
To grow these veggies
To grow our Spirit
To grow this music

Passion is channeling vision is managing
Coming together and making the choir all sing
Giving a kiss to the cheek of the high lord king
Vision is beckoning true love is beckoning
Give us a kiss and then give us the medicine
Of opening petals in teeth of a bedouin
Justice is happening justice is channelling
We can start to win

Are you ready to quit
No
Are you ready for this
Are you ready to die
Are you ready to try
Are you ready for love
To sing with God above
Are you ready for bliss
Are you ready for this

We are the people who just yearn to be forgiven
It is written in the sand that your heart has risen
We are the people who are yearning for some vision
Transform in to butterflies
And get on with some kissing