Spark Love, you are Light. The Light of this warm thunderstorm. Seven miles high I look down to wonder why my (oh, my) relentless monkey-mind will choose to doubt you every time. And with the labor of my hands, expressions from my heart, a freeing of my mind will be the catalyst for: Spark...White Light Electric Choice. Yeah, you've got the Voice to get out and defend the right to begin the world again. Synchronicity illuminates the key to set that monkey free… So take the quantum leap from consensus reality. Spark...White Light Electric...come on Electric Right here, right now from my eyes it rains Gratitude and Grace for the strength to wait for St. Sadie’s Day. Spark...White Light Electric...just shift a little?