Текст песни Musician - Takutama

I wanna write my songs with some soul
Where my mind can flow into
I wanna write soft songs you'll cry to
And where my soul can be a virtue
Auditory gold, some abstract form of pure release
For me and for others

Got a letter yesterday
Burning through my memory
Reminding me on who I do this for
Creating is purpose on my end
And receiving and smiling is what you are giving to me
I follow signs
Although my heart's in the suburbs
We all here know each other
And when your cup is empty we fill it with love and rum
These strings of melodies
Were more a family
Then you have ever been

I wanna write my songs with some soul
Where my mind can flow into
I wanna write soft songs you'll cry to
And where my soul can be a virtue
Auditory gold, some abstract form of pure release
For me and for others

I wanna write my songs with some soul
Where my mind can flow into
I wanna write soft songs you'll cry to
And where my soul can be a virtue
Auditory gold, some abstract form of pure release
For me and for others

This is for the ones stuck in their ways
When the world moves to fast and you're starting to cave
No need to be afraid
Just sail away

I wanna write my songs with some soul
Where my mind can flow into
I wanna write soft songs you'll cry to
And where my soul can be a virtue
Auditory gold, some abstract form of pure release
For me and for others

For me and for others
For me and for others
For me and for others
For me and for others