LYRICS
Well its been told
time and again
of golden meadows
hidden by
the silver mist
upon the mountain ridge.

Older than the time
upon your wrist
between the earth
and sky
above the clouds
and crowned
by twelve bright stars

Haleakalā
Madre Tierra
Haleakalā
Madre Tierra

To truly see
that misery
is a choice we make
to stay entwined
Or step away
detach from suffering.

Through awareness
open up
the solar plexus
in concordance
with the universal
Truth
Design

Haleakalā
Madre Tierra
Haleakalā
Madre Tierra

Pachamama
Madre Tierra
Haleakalā
Hallelujah