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Seeds (Letra)

Curso de Violão - Fórmula Violão

Little darling
On the factory floor
Sirens are wailing
They are calling you like lovers
They always want more

Department 27
Deep down below
You are piecing together
The seeds of the world

Ashen roses
Growing darkness
Starving children
Someday you stand up and dance

Glittering sunlight,
Keep on shining
And put them together
The seeds of the world

Binding all the flowers of the world
Start bursting into millions of colours
Unfold all the flags of the nations
Kiss me again, let the battle start

Little darling
What have you done
Hearts are breaking
Live without ending,
Numberless men

Never relaxing
I have to see it all
Fire, desert, cold and arid
And all in a flash

Binding all the flowers of the world
Start bursting into millions of colours
Unfold all the flags of the nations
Kiss me again, let the battle start

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Seeds (Letra)

Curso de Violão - Fórmula Violão

Well a great black river a man had found
So he put all his money in a hole in the ground
And sent a big steel arm drivin’ down down down
Man now i live on the streets of houston town

Packed up my wife and kids when winter came along
And we headed down south with just spit and a song
But they said "sorry son it’s gone gone gone"

Well there’s men hunkered down by the railroad tracks
The elkhorn special blowin’ my hair back
Tents pitched on the highway in the dirty moonlight
And i don’t know where i’m gonna sleep tonight

Parked in the lumberyard freezin’ our asses off
My kids in the back seat got a graveyard cough
Well i’m sleepin’ up in front with my wife
Billy club tappin’ on the windshield in the middle of the night
Says "move along man move along"

Well big limousine long shiny and black
You don’t look ahead you don’t look back
How many times can you get up after you’ve been hit?
Well i swear if i could spare the spit
I’d lay one on your shiny chrome
And send you on your way back home
So if you’re gonna leave your town where the north wind blow
To go on down where that sweet soda river flow
Well you better think twice on it jack
You’re better off buyin’ a shotgun dead off the rack
You ain’t gonna find nothin’ down here friend
Except seeds blowin’ up the highway in the south wind
Movin’ on movin’ on it’s gone gone it’s all gone

Seeds (Letra)

Alphaville

Alphaville

Curso de Violão - Fórmula Violão

Gimme the reason why it was brother season
Within easton yo i strive to survive to kill the feeling
Yeah some brothers buggin’ money mad trying to look dappa
Selling shit giving out licks or pimping out the slappa’s
So for the first chapters i reminisce for a deceased
Who died for one lve balling our peace!
Or my brother who got blast in his chest for fate
Shakespeare said life is a stage i call it fate
Well anyway i kinda watching my front cause certain friends are full of crap
Yeah it’s a damn shame with their mind games
Plus no life aims here this rudeboy i dis em out like cocaine
They got crap aims and crap reason’s to fight me
Because they like.. move yourself i ain’t no patzie
Yeah…. its kinda strange how some people change
While societies spitting faster than a terry’s chocolate orange
Chuh cause someone once said life ain’t fair
I care for my brothers but brothers don’t care
So yo i live by god and not he gun
And get ready for the forth coming talking with my son about the seeds

Seeds have got to grow
Seeds have got to know
Seeds have got to grow
Seeds have got to know

Seeds have got to grow
Seeds have got to know
Seeds have got to grow
Seeds have got to know

Blunted on reality meditate to the system
But when he’s born like kuntah kenteh watch me lift him
To the stars and the panets and not tha phallic’s
Just sun, stars and talks about mars i got to have it
The only bit of innocence that i ever had
From my a semen from my father from my grandads
Grandson in london to educate one not just books
I travelled the world like lisa not dumb
While sucker sippah’s living life for face value
Think yourbrand new but you ain’t changing so damn you
Lost souls who never moved on with their shoes on
In a situation that they can’t improve on
Kinda sad situation bad if you live like that shit can send you mad
So yo i don’t because i won’t so watch me buss
This power in perception rudeboy and not justice
That’s why i love this documentary on reality
Within society my principality is
To live by god and not the gun
And get ready for the forth coming
Talking with my son about the
Seeds

Back on street guying off phony person’s
Leave me alone as the spirituality dead smelling aroma’s of frauds
Got caught in the ego and didn’t see the cloud
On that robert de niro mate talking out loud
Acting to put the fear right back in
Your cerebellum but first i tell ‘em facts
And certain heads are swelling
Because they don’t like the rythm
For some it’s easier to tell than to listen so listen
Realism and truth ain’t the same wave
Within the brainwave check the difference
The order is to maintain
Throughout the struggle and the strife
Because if is the middle word within the word life wordlife
So i live by god and not the gun
So i live by god and not the gun
So i live by god and not the gun
And get ready for the forth coming
Talking with my son about the
Seeds