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A Song For All Seasons (Letra)

Curso de Violão - Fórmula Violão

From the start through all time
Here upon the wind
Disorder reigned hand in hand with spring
Earth and the fire
Air and the water
Moulded the sea and landscape
Moving, flowing with no seeming purpose
Endlessly changing
Survival
Spring into summer
Time for reflection
Time to grow
World full of meaing
Place rearranging
Face ever changing
For all our lives
These are our roots and it’s our way
We grow, we reap and sow
We reap and sow the seasons of our day

Within the heart of all things born that day
The autumn scene brings the winters way
Colours are shading
Misting and fading
Turning toward
Changes, living
Each time the past and the future
Holding together
Tomorrow
Winter to springtime, a season for planning
Time to learn
World full of stillness
World ever waiting
Anticipating
For all of our lives
These are our roots, and it’s our way
We grow, we reap, and sow
We reap and sow the seasons of our day

We fall, while aiming so high
We crawl, flying
Man has north, south, east and west
Man has, trying
A song for all seasons through

Man has north, south, east and west
Man has music
Man has north, south, east and west
Man makes music
A song for all seasons through

Song for all seasons
A song for all our time
We’ll have a song for all the seasons through

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A Song for All Seasons (Letra)

Curso de Violão - Fórmula Violão

Well the word was out on the street today
All the friends that I’d met would have to say
While your records line the shelves
You’re fighting amongst yourselves
That’s a hell of a lot of dues for you to pay
Well the word my friend you know is on the street
It’s on the lips of everyone I meet
While you’re climbin up the chart
Your band just fell apart
I guess your life just ain’t really that complete
You know your car with which I was impressed
Well I hear that it’s gonna be repossessed
Well I thought you had it made
But you ain’t even paid
For the things that you’ve bought
Since the acid test
I hear you manager skipped town with all your pay
And your lead singer’s bulge turns the censors grey
Wall that’s really a doggone shame
But who’s there left to blame
And all you ever really wanted was just to play
They say your drummer he’s crazy as a loon
Last night they found him baying at the moon
As as for your lead guitar
He just cracked up his car
But he should be out of traction very soon
Well my friend it’s time for me to go
I just can’t be late for my evening show
You see I’ve written this tune
And I hope that very soon
I’ll be heard on Top 40 radio