Mama Aya

Under a pink sky

Over the mountains

Down to the Valley of Ojai

A motherly Spirit singing her song

Let it in, let it out and let it go

Oh Mama Aya

Where would I be without ya

Just knowing that

I have a home as long as

You’re on this world

Coyotes are crying

We’ve burnt off the deadwood

See now the phoenix is rising

Hearing your song in my own voice

Let it in, let it out and let it go