Papa took me when I was one, on a trip to the far side of the sun, Oh papa let’s return, if we get close we might get burned. Mama took me when I was two, up high in the sky in a big balloon, Oh mama lets go down, for we are miles above the ground. Papa took me when I was three, to the bottom﻿ of the deepest sea, Oh papa, it is cold, and it is dark, so let’s go home. Mama took me when I was four, to walk along the forest floor, Oh mama, finally, the place I’d like to be. Papa took me when I was five, down to the riverside, Oh papa, let’s be gone, the sun set and the river is long. Mama took me when I was six, to the fields of trees, with fruits to pick, Oh mama, is that all, can we come back tomorrow? Papa took me when I was seven to a party with all his friends, Oh papa, I know you’re tall, but in this room I feel small.Mama took me when I was eight, to climb along the mountain face, Oh mama, finally, the place I’d like to be.


Emancipator - Miles Above

The monotony of a quiet life stimulates the creative mind. ~ Albert Einstein

These songs are parts of the road map to my soul. 

Emancipator - Miles Above

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