paroles de chanson Seeds - Ayla Nereo
My
brother
lives
in
a
jungle
concrete
like
a
belly
gone
to
rumbling
only
wants
a
taste
of
the
sky
wind
and
fire,
setting
the
seeds
for
the
son
of
his
son
come
with
him
one
day
to
come
My
sister,
her
hands
are
raised
for
the
stakes
are
high
and
she
knows
it
and
I
am
singing
for
her
vision
singing
for
her
vision
This
is
not
mere
speech
all
we
seek
is
here
where
we
stand
and
shape
as
clay,
turning
tides
dug
deep
and
wider
still
to
hold
what
comes
and
wider
still
to
say
We'll
never
be
moved
from
here
our
lives
will
live
in
the
seeds
we've
sown
calling
what's
coming
clear
our
will
is
held
in
the
gardens
we've
grown
as
light
from
the
sun
we
can
give
as
rivers
meeting
can
become
one
walk
toward
the
call
of
this
and
plant
it
deep
for
the
ones
to
come
One
day
none
shall
be
imprisoned
for
tending
the
land
for
feeding
our
children
One
day
we
will
cherish
the
soil
valued
more
than
gold
its
value
more
than
gold
One
day
our
hands
will
raise
for
the
way
we
walk
and
how
we
own
it
and
I
am
singing
for
this
vision
singing
for
this
vision
This
is
not
mere
speech
all
we
seek
is
here
where
we
stand
and
shape
as
clay,
turning
tides
dug
deep
and
wider
still
to
hold
what
comes
and
wider
still
to
say
We'll
never
be
moved
from
here
our
lives
will
live
in
the
gardens
we've
grown
calling
what's
coming
clear
our
will
is
held
in
the
seeds
we've
sown
as
light
from
the
sun
we
can
give
as
rivers
meeting
can
become
one
walk
toward
the
call
of
this
and
plant
it
deep
for
the
ones
to
come
My
brother
live
in
a
jungle
concrete
like
a
belly
gone
to
rumbling
only
wants
a
taste
of
the
sky
wind
and
fire,
setting
the
seeds
for
the
son
of
his
son
to
come
with
him
one
day
taste
the
roots
he
was
born
from
pass
him
the
story
how
all
hands
came
together
as
one
1 Whispers
2 Tightrope Walker
3 Hum
4 Turning Wake
5 Little Beckon
6 Ivory Tongue
7 Seeds
8 Look at the River
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