Endlessly Rocking from Quiet Hours by Electra Day

Endlessly Rocking
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Born in the fourth week when the twins ruled the skies
Born with the sense of an infinite eye
I was born to some people afraid of most things
I found my truth in the birds flappin wings

I went out of the cradle endlessly rocking, endlessly rocking and rolling along
A child went out on her own

Back home with the parents watching news on TV
Martin Luther King had a dream
And it seemed like each word was the first truth I’d ever heard
And I looked with fresh eyes round that living room scene

I went out of the cradle endlessly rocking, endlessly rocking and rolling along
A child went out on her own

1971 in the state of Maryland I first heard Bobby Dylan
In a prefabricated house in a prefabricated town
The thrust of his words, brought those walls down

I went out of the cradle endlessly rocking, endlessly rocking and rolling along
A child went out on her own

So I headed out west to those California sands
To find out just who I am
It was halfway across at the Great Divide
Lost track of myself on the other side

I went out of the cradle endlessly rocking, endlessly rocking and rolling along
A child went out on her own

In the string of towns where I tried to lay me down
Nothing seemed to work out just right
It required a vision I didn’t have then
When my journey turned inward my journey began

I went out of the cradle endlessly rocking, endlessly rocking and rolling along
A child went out on her own

“I am a woman of heart and mind,” she said
And I said yeah, but it’s taken a long long time
To learn to trust the woman that I am
And realize the power of the feminine

I went out of the cradle endlessly rocking, endlessly rocking and rolling along
A child went out on her own

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