Conceived and Produced by Brad Collins
Music and Lyrics by Sherry Lea and Larry Vellani
Arranged by Larry Vellani, Currie Wayne Clayton, Jr., and Mebanesville
Recorded by Mebanesville March 7 - 14, 2010, Haw River Studio, Haw River, NC
Spirit Lecture Series Soundtrack Lyrics ...
In shadows not of her own making
Chattel for another’s taking
Bartered at her father’s knee –
Injustices of history, say we –
They go on yet today
In places not so far away
In the now that we are living
Still they coldly stone her dead
And so do we remember each
Who bravely marched and loudly preached
That all we daughters of this world
Might great women be
So we must strive and we must reach
And all we learn we then must teach
That all the daughters of this world
May great women be …
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Neath the stars of the drinking gourd
Moon glides on an inland sea
Birds call in the forest night
All sounds
In their time
No doubt
Find their own rhyme
Standing stone
Points me home
What I know
Three sisters serve our needs
Land of the living we tend
Longhouse people reap the wind
Turtle turns
Sisters yearn
Night fires burn
I hear you calling
Seneca, the waters roll down
Seneca, the moon is rising
Seneca, the walls have come down
Eastern winds
Western suns
Sisters see
Brick walls rise over hills and trees
Burned over white country
Wesleyan winds gather in
When in the course
Of the River bed
She called for a vote
And we all said
Seneca, the waters roll down
Seneca, the moon is rising
Seneca, the walls have come down
Chalkless slate
The whistle blows
Bent to the loom
So many from the North and South
Black, white, brown and grey
My right to learn or vote my say
Falling rise
My body’s own
Rising tides
To claim my own home
Seneca, the waters roll down
Seneca, the moon is rising
Seneca, the walls have come down
Flowing though the falls forsaken
Silt piles in the channel bed
I wander back to my sisters’ garden
Border lies
On the land
Crossing over
Holding my hand
Seneca, the waters roll down
Seneca, the moon is rising
Seneca, the walls have come down
Seneca, the waters roll down
Seneca, the moon is rising
Seneca, the walls have come down
Seneca, the waters roll down
Seneca, the sun is rising
Seneca, the walls must come down
Seneca, the waters roll down
Seneca, the sun is rising
Seneca, the walls must come down
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So we must strive and we must reach
And all we learn we then must teach
That all the daughters of this world
May great women be
So we must strive and we must reach
And all we learn we then must teach
That all the daughters of this world
May great women be …
Spirit Lecture Series Soundtrack Lyrics ...
In shadows not of her own making
Chattel for another’s taking
Bartered at her father’s knee –
Injustices of history, say we –
They go on yet today
In places not so far away
In the now that we are living
Still they coldly stone her dead
And so do we remember each
Who bravely marched and loudly preached
That all we daughters of this world
Might great women be
So we must strive and we must reach
And all we learn we then must teach
That all the daughters of this world
May great women be …
=============================
Neath the stars of the drinking gourd
Moon glides on an inland sea
Birds call in the forest night
All sounds
In their time
No doubt
Find their own rhyme
Standing stone
Points me home
What I know
Three sisters serve our needs
Land of the living we tend
Longhouse people reap the wind
Turtle turns
Sisters yearn
Night fires burn
I hear you calling
Seneca, the waters roll down
Seneca, the moon is rising
Seneca, the walls have come down
Eastern winds
Western suns
Sisters see
Brick walls rise over hills and trees
Burned over white country
Wesleyan winds gather in
When in the course
Of the River bed
She called for a vote
And we all said
Seneca, the waters roll down
Seneca, the moon is rising
Seneca, the walls have come down
Chalkless slate
The whistle blows
Bent to the loom
So many from the North and South
Black, white, brown and grey
My right to learn or vote my say
Falling rise
My body’s own
Rising tides
To claim my own home
Seneca, the waters roll down
Seneca, the moon is rising
Seneca, the walls have come down
Flowing though the falls forsaken
Silt piles in the channel bed
I wander back to my sisters’ garden
Border lies
On the land
Crossing over
Holding my hand
Seneca, the waters roll down
Seneca, the moon is rising
Seneca, the walls have come down
Seneca, the waters roll down
Seneca, the moon is rising
Seneca, the walls have come down
Seneca, the waters roll down
Seneca, the sun is rising
Seneca, the walls must come down
Seneca, the waters roll down
Seneca, the sun is rising
Seneca, the walls must come down
====================
So we must strive and we must reach
And all we learn we then must teach
That all the daughters of this world
May great women be
So we must strive and we must reach
And all we learn we then must teach
That all the daughters of this world
May great women be …
