Turn, turning you a bent-bone weary wandering soul and Born, borne upon a body you can never own, rollin' you a Long-bent sideways tumbling a mother-given loom You knew it when you flew in shuttlin' Weaver you are goal-bent, but do your strings hold the Strength of what was given, when you flew in? Burn, you're burning your own home, some days could you Live a little lighter, give a little water, give a little eye to Eye- see from what you're made, gotta lil' shadow in your Wake, wakin is the way you grow this, know this Gotta lil' matter to be bade, met and given it away This the trip we being shown, told is all we've ever known What another truth you gonna hide? baby finding that you Choosin' every moment lookin through the frame they givin you There's a turn from the fear A stand for the free A song for the beat-down picking' up steam And you will hear my voice here singin' There's a let from the greed A gift for the kind And I'll be dancing' with the ones who remind me We are born of dust and silence We are made of ancient songs And there are ones who'll keep us sleeping And there are ones who bring the dawn Put your back to the birch and your mind to the matter of a Listening kind of way We are born of dust and silence We are made of ancient songs Rose, rose upon the shoulders of the Shoreline, eyesight creeping round the edges of the Known you've known it from before, before your sight was Shorn shifted and they told you not to talk of this But you remember in your sleep, all the ones that you could see Raisin' candles to the sky, through the forest dark as night Wide-eyed, keep stride this the path you bein' shown Sure thing keep singin to the ones you walkin on They the wonder, you the sky they look upon You are clouds to them, givin' harm or givin' form Do we greet them with a grace? Do we run or do we face The ones who helping us to heal our choice and choose again Bade farewell all you've been told Waves are rising you to shore It's not what you say what you think It the walk and the way that you do So you Give what you give what you can what you give what you Give what you are what you give — give what you Want what you Give what you give what you can what you give what you Give what you are what you can You will hear my voice here singin... Give what you can what you give, give what you want I'll be dancing with the ones who remind me... I'll be dancing with the ones who remind me... We are born of dust and silence We are made of ancient songs And there are ones who'll keep us sleeping And there are ones who bring the dawn Put your back to the birch and your mind to the matter of a Listening kind of way We are born of dust and silence We are made of ancient SongsTeksty umieszczone na naszej stronie są własnością wytwórni, wykonawców, osób mających do nich prawa.
